I'm pretty surprised John Williams has outlived her…

Yeah, I was gonna quote Indiana Jones, that it's not the years, it's the mileage. I dearly hope she can power through this one, though.

We have a lot of hawks in suburban Philadelphia, so that would be my next best guess after kid-brought-it-home-and-mom-made-him-leave-it-outside. I once found a fish lying in the back yard that had a few bites taken out of it, that was almost certainly fumbled by a hawk.

I was answering generally, rather than just for Griswald, but business models seem to come and go randomly these days.

We had sadly little in our house, but have found a centennial-era cameo and a .38 caliber bullet while digging in our garden. We've also found a box turtle shell behind our air conditioning condenser (nowhere near a natural turtle habitat).

and creme brulee…

A house of that size and apparent age could easily have had all kinds of stuff left in the basement from previous occupants when they moved in, including an old-timey blowtorch. Whether it'd still be functional is another matter.

The brokerage industry is chock-full of jobs where the "bonus" is both expected, and a significant portion of your pay. And a lot of people with high-paying jobs just ratchet up their standard of living rather than actually saving anything.

At least he died instantly. There are a fair number of chimney-trapped incidents where the poor bastard just remains stuck in there until he dies of dehydration. A cask of Amontillado for Christmas…

I demand the ultimate: No more books about authors.

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The early '70s Vegas were the ones where you had to pull the engine to change the spark plugs, weren't they?

A professor back when I was in college asserted that early trade in distilled spirits was less due to its shelf-stability than intended as a tax dodge — alcoholic beverages were taxed by volume, so why not boil off water that you could always add back later if you felt the need?

Conried's pretty excellent in anything (one of his radio credits was the "Chicken Heart" episode of Lights Out, memories of which Bill Cosby built a famous stand-up routine around).

The awful Whos are the most egregious and sanctimonious subversion of the story's original theme — advancing the idea that the Grinch's scheme somehow "taught them a valuable lesson". Seuss's Whos are legitimately joyful in the first place. They love their toys and their families, friends, and neighbors. It's the…

Ravenscroft had a fairly extensive singing career, with a number of Christmas carols to his credit that I quite enjoy having in my holiday mix.

And did it politically and race-flipped as 704 Hauser.

The floppy swords wielded by the attackers of the Chinese mission are a bit silly looking, but I suppose that was long the trade-off between wanting reasonably kinetic action and not wanting props likely to actually harm anyone.

So Samuel L. Jackson's line apparently actually read: "I've had it with these motherfucking snakes in motherfucking Maine!"

One of our old tourism slogans was "You've got a friend in Pennsylvania". Now we've also got a Dikachu.