Space Junk?

They raised the minimum wage here, so our McDonald's are completely automated. Now a touch screen tells you that their shake machine is broken. Ha! I got a million of 'em!

There's something to be said, however, for that tiny window of time where kids would let out a few swears for comic effect in popular movies. Sorry, concerned parents, but that's just simple realism.

Long ago, the most popular music was called "folk," played by earnest commies with detuned acoustic guitars. Then, some kids plugged in an electric doohickey and recorded eons of no-talent noise. Even worse, you have to buy a bunch of "stereo equipment" before you can even listen to it.

Alcohol: Still the Funniest Recreational Drug.

He presents an interesting viewpoint. I particularly enjoyed his observation that attending conservative organizational functions is more fun than attending whatever the progressives desperately scratch together. Ouch that tickles.

When I was a kid, I was told that television was garbage. If that's so, then why are 60s shows like Batman, Star Trek and Bewitched just as entertaining to watch now as they were when I was a kid? Answer me that, you goddam TV hating hippie!

I'll warn you, Bob Drake comes from the fringe-end of nerdy prog rock (the kind that didn't stop progressing after 1978). His songs are hyperactive and bizarre. Kind of like if the Cardiacs were an Americana band. Or a rubato Country Music version of John Zorn. I'd listen to whatever you can find online before…

Every year I dust off my copy of Bob Drake's "The Skull Mailbox." It's a place that should not be. No one can look upon it and live.

Yeah, I have a theory that there are a substantial number of Trump supporters who are thinking: "I worked for self-involved assholes my whole life. Now it's Washington's turn!" But I still think that writing in "I Go Pogo" is funnier.

How are struggling amateur filmmakers supposed to get a toehold in the industry if Ryan Murphy keeps crapping all over their low-budget genre options? My 14 year old niece was going to make this show with all of her little friends! Now she knows it'll never measure up. At least production-wise it'll never measure up.

There's this thing I call "The ActUp Effect," but since we trend young here I'll call it "The PETA Effect." That's where you have a worthy activist group or progressive philosophy that gradually gets taken over and given a makeover by the folks who go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao. You look upon it and think,…

The evidence is inarguable:

Of course they did. But for some strange reason they haven't seen fit to give "Return from Witch Mountain" its due. Perhaps you could watch it and share your thoughts?

You should see what internet connections are like in Silicon Valley. It's like you live in Newcastle and there's nothing to burn in the stove. If I want to look at YouTube, I have to tell everyone else in the house to get fucked.

Holy crap. I made the same comment! What is it about that scene?

Oh! Do "Return from Witch Mountain" next!

How dare they rape our childhoods with this tacky CGI abomination! Why, the very moment that Helen Reddy triumphantly leaped upon that geysering booze barrel was the very moment I realized I was gay.

As a die-hard fan of Mrs. Miller, I am definitely curious enough to see this film.

Reddit is like a Greyhound bus depot. Not everyone that visits it lives there.