Kirkland's? No, that's a shitty shit for your shitty home store. Also, shit.

Neither is Guster or Gaelic Storm, from what I gather.

It was hard to watch Judy Davis as a desperate housewife after seeing her in Children of the Revolution, although she plays self-involved neurotic with the best of them.

Perhaps he was gingivating? He did smoke a lot. Can't be good for the gums.

BNL and Guster? Wow, that takes me back. I'll suffer the merciless hipster judgment to say I played the shit out of those cds in college.

Did you know they did one of those music cruises? It was the Barenaked Ladies cruise. I wonder how many guys were demanding their money back once they saw the error of their hastily bought ticket?

Just the opposite of what you might think, actually.

There was a woman at work that went on through my whole lunch break about how "gawdanged funny" Dunham is. Lesson learned. I take lunch at my desk now.

Same reason I don't like to wear shorts. Sometimes what's under there ain't nobody's business but mine.

I enjoy how the interview deteriorates at the end from an exhausted comedian picking apart comedy to an exhausted linguist deconstructing palindromes.

Oooh. Tribal Jemaine…cat sound!

It would be funnier to watch ironically if so many people didn't wholeheartedly love it unironically. That somehow dampens it. It's depressing.

Right. Sorry.

Is that why the automatic door at work stopped opening for me? I just thought it was the building's passive way of telling me to go on back home.

I heard the same about Corgan re-recording Iha's tracks, but I always assumed it was a power trip, and ultimately why the band split.

You saved yourself a world of pain, Rex. He goes on to sing "Revolution" to her later on when he's throwing a tantrum. It's just plain awful.

I'm afraid he almost loses his Raising Arizona pass for The Family Man. That one should have been a Lifetime movie.

Tasha did the review. Fight!

Seems strange to me that any baby boomer who loved The Beatles could put up with the self-indulgent tripe posited by this mess of a movie. And, no, nostalgia gets no quarter here.

I *was coming down here.