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I shook Walter Mondale's hand. I shook Tim Pawlenty's hand. I shook Mo Rocca's hand. They were all very weak handshakes. To all the famous, marginally or otherwise, people I will meet, please don't be worry about my delicate woman hands. Give me the real handshake I deserve.

That took turns.

Also, Jesus Christ, chemtrails? Can't wait for the 9/11 episode, too.

You guys are right and wrong, and I'm sorry I have to be the one to say it: There IS no dark side of the moon. Matter of fact, it's all dark.

My favorite cat at the farm was Blackie, but he disappeared over three months ago and I assumed he'd been killed by a coyote or abducted by aliens or something. About a month ago, another black cat showed up at the farm and my coworker and I deliberated for a while over whether the stranger was the long-lost Blackie.

Assholery isn't black and white. People calling out assholes for being assholes can be assholes, too.

I'm pretty sure it's not meant to be empowering at all. This isn't Black Eyed Peas-ian celebratory partying the song is talking about, but rather someone escaping pain through overindulgence. It's got lines like "Here comes the shame" sprinkled throughout. Just this morning, I heard an interview with Sia where she

I would love to learn Icelandic. I got the linguistic hots for it over the years as I heard it in the limited confines of Iceland Air flights going back and forth from Sweden (Swedish being another language whose sound has improved considerably in my estimation over the years…depending on where the speaker is from,

I just heard of these guys this weekend myself. It sounds like there was a conference of teenagers that all decided "5SOS" were the second coming of Jesus and they like to talk about how great they are on the YouTune or something. With any luck, the band's duration will live up to the band's name.

That's really cool. People have known for a while that many plants make their own pesticides, but I'd never heard of plants responding to auditory stimuli before to trigger this. (Of course, there's people who SWEAR their plants love classical music, and that's, uh, well.) I think the article overstates it, though,

It DOES look like you watched a lot of good movies. Guess I'll cut you some slack. I have also seen: In the Mood For Love, Fanny and Alexander, Bicycle Thieves, Rear Window, Badlands, Wild Strawberries, Rashomon and Melancholia. Many of these are on my to-watch list, for sure.

In a (future plu)perfect world, it will have sucked.

Yeah, I did almost forget that. Fer shit's sake, man!

You have been to the new Twins stadium, and I have not. I guess you're a better Minnesotan than me.

I've only seen six or seven of these. What a chump I am. Strangely enough, the ones I have seen I count among my favorite movies of all time! Except for The Big Sleep. The Umbrellas of Cherbourg at 62 makes me weep. You guys inspire me to watch more movies. Will I do it? Probably not. Comment over.

Hey guys, it's me! Little Miss Never Met a Bergman She Didn't Like! This one is one of my favorites!

Hurrah!!

It seems you really want to hurt me, AND make me cry!

Hey, I haven't seen Speed since I was a kid and never felt comfortable weighing in. Doesn't my vote count? :( :( :( Isn't this America, or some other place?

YARD-MARGS FOR EVERYONE