And still waiting!!!!!!!

we were driving through Ohio last summer and saw the exit sign for Willoughby outside of Cleveland. needless to say we didn't stop and didn't get a picture. on the way back home it was too late to get a picture but my wife and i chanted "next stop Wiloughby, next stop" for the next 5 miles. we were tired and had been…

the stuff heard in WB and Disney as well as cartoons in general was a fucking great gateway to classical music in general. ya gotta start someplace and this collection, in spite of its obvious faults, looks like a harmless intro to a great museum. or a let's see this painting as we dash thru another museum in the…

you made it through "Mason & Dixon"! i have ripped my way thru V, Gravity's and Crying of Lot 49 and loved them all. V several times so i consider myself a Pynchon fan. But M&D is the worst fucking thing I have ever read. how did you stand it? skip every other page? pay for an english translation? dear god, tell me…

@avclub-e11867421fddfc6c56f591174b8120ef:disqus : The More You Know….Swoosh!

@ Lux Lisbon. You are the winner of the 2011 ATHF shout out! Thanks for playing.

@ wacoshade…It sure as hell doesn't have periods.

I think I would rather read the unearthed records of the FBI. This review has actually caused negative interest in the book. I just don't see the point of the novel.

The A-V Club by-laws specifically state that, and I quote, "All references to the Grateful Dead must contain at least plus three levels of O'Neal snarkiness."  Or it's non union Mexican equivalent— one VanDerWerff So of course, this song must not be included.

he only hugs his space-courtesan, sex-bot, mother? i think i see the problem here. Xenu, Xenu, Xenu, you little monkey you.

this sexbot thingy, please go on? details!

(“The answer is, different things”), she’s lost some of her audience."

more like California Penal League. 

ITS ABOUT FUCKING TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Naw, he's from Canada. Mostly Harmless.

Not if I can help it. *puts camo on face, dons fatigues, loads weapons, gets extra clips, googles and prints images of Tim and Eric, finds stinger missles and get in car with sunglasses and a half pack of marlboros.* I'm on a mission from god, I fucken hate Tim and Eric.

Please don't mention J____ L____ three times or you will wake Lobsters1 from the sleep of the damned.

On the flip side, went to see the "Evil Dead" on Halloween. I had never seen it on the big screen etc. etc. As soon as the movie started I got the feeling something wasn't right. It looked bad, focus seemed soft, no splotches, nothing to date it. At the end the button pusher wasn't in the booth so the DVD menu came…

Fuck! I miss those. Fuck you for reminding me about them. A friendly, well meant, fuck you but a fuck you nonetheless.

I was already grown by the time DM hit Nick, but it was a wonderful addition to my fixation on British comedy. I rank it right up there with ABFAB and Fawlty Towers. *Pours out an extra dry gin martini, three olives*