I like to think that scene takes place at right around 11:59 p.m. and change.

There's only so much poignancy in the world, and it's doled out at the beginning of the fiscal year on an annual basis, and usually depleted after everyone writes songs for Oscar-bait movies.

The only reason "Nightswimming" makes me cry is because it makes me think of little flukes and shit that swim up a dude's peehole.

The only song that ever made me cry was that one about how all those dudes were clubbing baby seals, and due to the subsequent lack of baby seals, polar bears didn't have anything to eviscerate.

The only song that ever made me cry was that one that has the oft-rumored "teal note" that makes a person cry whether or not they want to.

The only song that ever made me cry was the one about an angel slapping pudding.

The only song that ever made me cry was that one song where a fortuneteller told me that I would only end up with tall women with small breasts.

The only song to ever make me cry is that one song that leaps out of the speakers and stamps on your balls so hard you go temporarily blind. I wept like a baby.

I'd say that's an accurate assessment of the Situation.

Dammit. I blew my wad with that Neil Patrick Harris "seamen" joke earlier.

I understand Neil Patrick Harris really likes seamen. That's what I heard anyway…

Now GET OFF MAH LAWN!!

Thanks Wolfman's Razor! Excellent. Given how divided people seem to be over this album, it really needs a good listen.

Unknown Legend is pretty good, yeah. Like I said, there are a few good songs on there. I can't really say I "hate" it. I should retract that. I just think he made enough of the folkier stuff earlier in his career, and it was better, and so I don't really need any second-tier folkie stuff from him, if what I REALLY…

Um, right, but there's um really no reason to look into HOW that semen got there, or whose semen it is, right, because that's really irrelevant I think, and not something anyone really needs to HEY LOOK AT THAT OCTOPUS EATING THAT BIRD!

ieshido, I enjoy the combination of reading your post in a somewhat sarcastically acidic tone, and your avatar. Kudos to you.

I hate Harvest Moon. Only Neil Young album I ever sold back. Sorry, it's just too mellow and treacly and all that. A few good songs on it, but I fall down pretty hard on the side of "hard rock" Neil, and feel like between "After the Gold Rush", "Harvest" and the mellower stuff on "Zuma" and "Rust Never Sleeps",…

I think the Hall of Fame belongs in the pile of things that will go away if we don't pay attention to them. Much like Jersey Shore, Tila Tequila, and a fat man's penis.

ohboy, I call fakery. Chicanery. Whatever you want to call it. Real people don't talk like that, and we all know it.

This Toilet EARF!!