That Bogart collection looks like
the stuff that dreams are made of

Took a while
but it finally clicked: turns out the facts of life are all about meeeee.

What are you sayin, what are you playin, huh? baby baby baby… or something like that.

Yep, these two came instantly to mind. Though their lows aren't that low. I find zooropa fun, but I quit listening to REM after Green or that next one the religion song on it.

Senior BofC, that's funny.

A man holding a teddy bear is eccentric. A man holding a teddy bear and a gun is weird, maybe crazy.

Cut cut cut. Gentlemen, you're enveloping the hot topic too much. Don't just prick and probe around the edges. You can start slow, but then we need a quick flow of piercing insights. And then maybe a cuddle.

I'm sure this show will be
penetrating.

ah, thanks, i feel much better, head is clearer, anxiety gone. i could use a nap

How long
did it take you to write that review, Phipps? Maybe it's the wine, but I had to read some of it a couple of times, not because it's sloppy by any means, but because it's quite succinct and efficient. You got some good mileage out of some tight sentences there.

Wizards
Stumbling across this movie on cable as a youngster was both exhilarating and a little scary. This was something that thrilled me, that I knew no one else in my family had any awareness of, so it had that added little secret dimension to it. But it was eye opening, like I had found something that introduced a…

Wacko Wacko Wacko!
The trailer promised: People don't kill people. Lawnmowers kill people.

Juice by Annette! Juice by Annette! Juice by Annette!

Tell it again!

I find fapping in black and white heightens suspense; the imagination penetrates the hidden, mysterious shadows. Technicolor… entirely different experience with a different set of challenges and rewards

My grandmother's bush goes up to her bellybutton (Adam Sandler)

I prefer my "logic" FACT-free. I have a few beers and turn into BW's older brother.

I'm kind of with Fritzy on this one, though I am happy to see BW nude. She's lovely. But, there's an unsettling generational thing here, where a technological logic of a more recent period is feasting on someone from a prior framework of public/private boundaries and understandings of tech capabilities. It just seems…

Giraffes are so selfish
Knotts inhabited his role brilliantly.

I thought public libraries were bathrooms for poor people?