There's plenty of material in The Seussmarillion to pad out a trilogy.

There's plenty of material in The Seussmarillion to pad out a trilogy.

Wooden, not stirred.

A Kendrick Lamar fan, by any chance?

You're too old to rock, no more rockin' for you!

It was only a matter of time before McGraw covered Cee-Lo.

I want Dr. Hill!

"Volume Twee"

Where's Hawkman?

Yoshimi Battles The Crippling Awareness Of Her Mortality

My pet name for Bonnie Bedelia.

And now I realize you were talking about his tender side. "Marie," "Old Man," and "Rain" come to mind.

"My Life Is Good" might be the most sarcastic thing ever laid to tape.

I recently learned that David Bowie decided to not pursue legal action against James Brown for completely ripping off the groove from "Fame" on his '70s single "Hot." Unless it became a hit, which it didn't. Classier than suing a casino, for sure. But Bowie was making money from people, you know, buying music.

I was at that same show! Drove from Buffalo to see him. That moment was the perfect example of why Randy's my favorite songwriter – there's something about his sarcasm that makes me verklempt, despite the fact that I'm smiling from ear to ear.

And Mary's eyebrows are a pair of winged Nazgul.

I just spent 10 minutes trying to figure out the Downton equivalent of Lobelia Sackville-Baggins. So there's that.

Tony said I could eat shit.

The last line of the action movie reboot of Nell, after Liam Neeson rescues Nell by shooting 27 terrorists in the head:

Warm up my Grand Slam, waiter! I'm about to!