he'll always be George Calamari to me.

and let's not forget how GWB himself stacked his cabinet with cronies who were unqualified for their jobs. remember "heckuva job, Brownie"?

seriously. this joke never gets old for me, for some reason.

not entirely forgotten. after all, I saw a few Austin Powerses out for Halloween…

I hate Sam Smith and I saw the movie last night. it didn't really hold my interest. I'm blaming Smith's involvement. as soon as he was rumored to have sung the theme, the whole enterprise turned to shit. no coincidence there.

he loves us so much.

ahh, outdoor masturbation. why is this illegal? everyone should be doing it.

I hope so. the field will winnow as candidates drop out, and closer scrutiny will be given to the remaining frontrunners. hopefully that'll provide an outlet for sharper skewering.

it's the new "shit the bed."

I love this show. that said, I hated it when Val locked her ex-husband in the garage. I used to date an abusive person who would physically intimidate me and prevent me from leaving his apartment when we fought. locking someone in a garage, or bedroom, or closet like that is unacceptable to me. if you are mad, YOU…

weren't they at one point walking under an umbrella as it rained?

dijna? don't you mean diNJa?

works for me.

yeah, after that first paragraph I was expecting some kind of unfortunate misunderstanding that has horribly and irrevocably ripped the moral fabric of our society. but nah. just fake TV news.

we all do, man. we all do.

two things, etc.

this is a great review! and a great show. the A is well-deserved.

don't let it go to your head.

yeah, the discussion did seem a bit anachronistic in retrospect. discussing such a fresh case, openly with the girls at the salon. I guess that's what they used to call "community outreach."

they can't all be winners.