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Lyle Lovett's "LA County" — so cheerfully malevolent.

Lyle Lovett's "LA County" — so cheerfully malevolent.

"She's a Jar," by Wilco

"She's a Jar," by Wilco

Noel Murray, you have penned the finest line of criticism I have read in quite some time:

Fuck yeah.  I just listened to Rhymin' and Stealin' last night for the first time in years and pretty much felt as excited as I remember feeling as an 8th-grader 26 years ago when this album came out.

Word.  I love this show.  But the "let's harness the power of the sun to ignite the giant oil reserve under Beacon Hill, thereby destroying Boston" gambit to lure Peter and Olivia to the satellite dishes, so that Jones could ambush Peter, was for me the low point of the entire series.   Likewise Walter's sudden memory

Stay firstie, my friends.

Systematically destroy?  I've been a Netflix subscriber since 2003.  At $9 a month, it still works great for me and (especially) my kids.  I find it a fascinating example of experimentation in a changing landscape of content delivery.  Way more interesting than uninformed knee-jerk responses to a news blurb about a

I don't know anything about Reed Hastings, but if I had to bet whether he was a high school douchebag or a unique, smart, imaginative guy who hoped those things somehow would pay off for him later on, I'm going with the latter.

Wow.  Until 10 minutes ago, failed firsties pretty much topped my list of Things I'd Rather Die Than Read Another Example Of.  But now failed firsties have been replaced by Comments of People With Nothing Better to do Than Bitch About Reed Hastings.

Easy.  HST's gonzo peyote button-clutching fist:

Rape me, my fuzzy little friend.

Loved "California Stars" for the ending:

If you like Blood on the Tracks, you should really check out Desire.  It's less appreciated, but there have been long stretches over the years where that's been my go-to Dylan record.

Try Freewheelin Bob Dylan, Blood on the Tracks, and Desire.

That's clearly Marc Maron.

Although, now that I fully grasp the premise of this piece, I would not recommend someone unfamiliar with the show start with the series finale.  So I throw my vote to "Inner Light" as well.  Or maybe that episode where the crew keeps experiencing a time loop which always ends with the Enterprise blowing up, until

I think Next Generation actually pulled off the nearly impossible feat of ending the series with its greatest episode, "All Good Things . . . "  I just rewatched that finale for the first time since it aired almost 20 years ago, and it was as awesome as I remembered.