I think a picture of a boa constrictor (from the inside or the outside) and/or a drawing of a sheep.

Really? Nobody went with Calvin taking a leak? Possibly on a Ford or Chevy logo?

These pipes are clean!

Sanna Ringhaver?  Is that a hobbit?

I like Garry Trudeau's weeklong strip about a Michael Caine impersonator coaching basketball, but I feel I need to degrade it in some way to maintain a critical credibility balance.

Saw Dylan in, maybe, '92?  Pre-Time Out of Mind-renaissance anyway.  He was half-incoherent, got lost making his way on and off stage, and could barely play or sing.  I'd have loved to see him late '90s or early aughts, but maybe he's slipped back into the un-funky funk.

The explanation of the map criteria reminds me of when I was in nerd school.  We had these little story problems: Bob sits next to a girl. Susan is wearing a green dress. There are seven chairs and six people. Who is Alice's favorite neighbor?

Yes. I couldn't have anticipated a Crockett&Tubbs reunion more, and the shot in the trailer of the Gulfstream whatever while Jay-Z's boasting about his Blackberry's excellent reception was a perfect update of the TV show's opening credits overview of Miami luxe.  And then the movie was… very not awesome.

The very first theatrical trailer for Cliffhanger is simply the pinnacle of all cinematic art.

[(Throbbing Head Vein)x(Ants) / Power Drill] ^(Losing at Go a lot) = Name of God

Hello, Editors?  WTF happened here…

Yay!

Pretty off topic, but here goes:

Does playing on an endless double feature loop on TBS with My Cousin Vinny constitute a cult classic?  I wasn't aware that anyone but my Dad and I loved this movie.

"Imagine Elvis Presley and Chuck Berry standing next to Glenn Miller under the headline 'Gods Of Swing,'"

Chloe Grace Moretz is the best thing about it (saw a screening Sunday), but all her good works (and everything else) are undone by a completely disjointed script. I've got pretty awesome young cousins to visit this week, and if we go to the movies I'm picking the Muppets.

Can't remember which uncle or aunt or whoever introduced it to us, but my family is guaranteed at least one epic game of Damnation each holiday gathering.  [It's a card game, not a family-sized biblical judgment.]

After 760+ comments, I'm sure someone else has pointed this out…

My second ever concert (after U2 on the Joshua Tree tour, and maybe some festival stuff with my parents).  Green Tour in Macon, Ga., one of the last stops of the summer, iirc.  My friend had a 10 year old blue Buick Regal with a b/w TV where the glove box used to be, drove us down from the north side of Atlanta.

It's been a bad day, please don't take a picture.