Oh, yeah. My mistake. Ken Kesey's ghost is never going to let me hear the end of this.

"Further" is what's written on countless buses owned by people who think they're being clever rather than imitative. "Farther" is what it sounds like Roy Batty is calling Dr. Tyrell when he says he wants more life (Final Cut version, only).

They're all about a brilliant but damaged detective and his sassy robot assistant. He solves crimes committed by animals.

Wow, it's April first already?

Well maybe I'll just make the joke and then run, run, run run; run, run awaaaaay.

Churns?

You've never really heard right-wing talk shows until you've heard them in pure, crystalline mono perfection. It's like the cartoonish, ignorant hate is right in the room with you.

A friend was at Disneyland with her (now ex) husband. He looks behind them in line, sees an Asian man and says, "Oh my God! It's Long Duc Dong!" My friend is horrified as her husband goes to this unidentified Asian man and asks if he's Long Duc Dong.

DONG O'JUSTICE!

Yes! Well, um, which hand do you write with?

"More lightning-y now? Or now?"

The Curious Concert Of Benjamin Button

"Next line?"
"Well, I could swear that says Steely Dan, but that can't be right…"

If it helps, while saying that, Weiland was repeatedly pulling on a door clearly marked "Push."

"No, damn it, the list of fat guys, not the list that is fat because there are so many guys on it! I mean… okay, I guess I see how that could confuse you."

That's why it's taken so long for a reunion. Just resetting the thimbles.

"He's got kind of a… a look, you know?" *enigmatic gesturing* "A look. A 'hi, I'm a white adult male' look."

Last line of the film: "I drew last blood, not them. I drew last blood."

"Victim appears to have died in her arms. Time of death: tonight."
"Cause of death?"
"Well, test results aren't back, but my gut tells me it was something she said."

I'm nostalgic for the way we were nostalgic for the 70s back in the 90s.