Meanwhile, I’ve cultivated “John Doe has the upper hand!” as my one-sentence impression/illustration that a Morgan-Freeman-the-actor impression is different than a Morgan-Freeman-the-narrator impression.

If she didn’t run around wailing that constantly, then it was a missed opportunity.

Oh man, what did Kevin Spacey do this time?

Some jade ben wa balls from Goop.com.

NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! YOOOOUUUURRREEE SSOOOOO STUPID!

If you want a similar costume for tomorrow, GOOP is selling those boxes for $399 a piece.

They should have brought back Kevin Spa... ooooooh, nooooo.

The whole Kinjafication has been a disaster for the community. I don’t have a clue how well it’s worked for corprate; maybe it’s been fine. But this place is just uninviting now. It’s partially because the site seems to have a “let trolls be trolls, even if they’re out of the grays” policy. We watched all of Stranger…

Lee Greenwood’s “God Bless the USA” is my least favorite song. I hate it as a piece of music, and hate what it says, and hate that it has been taken up as a patriotic anthem. I hate it so very much.

In all fairness this is on Trump as well: Republican-led House has been trying to kill abortion forever, if it gets to Senate it may still require the 60 votes (unless it falls into the simple majority category - in which case they’d need one hell of a bribe for the moderates on the GOP side if they wanted to rely on…

this!!!!!

Check out my new book: “Killing Bill O’Reilly” - God

WAIT, THERE’S A POST CREDITS SEQUENCE IN THE GREY?

At the time of the dunk the Mavs were getting blown out by 25 and it was comfortably in garbage time, but oh, Jordan Bell having a bit of fun is the point where the Mavs felt “disrespected.” Please. Don’t want Jordan Bell to style on you? Maybe don’t lose by 25.

Florence is nice. Except for all the tourists. And all the locals.

Well all I can say is it’s high time Daniel Day-Lewis played a tormented would-be lover bound by the social strictures of his time.

It took centuries but they finally discovered the least interesting premise for a movie possible in our physical universe: a rich but uptight silverfox working in the fashion industry among stuffy British royalty in the 1950s has his life shaken up by a much, much (much) younger woman. It’s basically a Hugh Grant…

Pacific Rim 2 looks a whole lot more modest than the original.

“But remember, it’s still business as usual at Unpainted Arizona! If you can find lower prices anywhere, my name STILL ain’t Nathan Arizona!”