Aye, Steve McQueen.

I have no idea if Tracee Ross Ellis is pregnant. However, blackish is REALLY semi-autobiographical, and Kenya Barris' wife (named Rainbow and is a doctor) is currently pregnant with their sixth child.

Yeah, even low-sodium canned soup tastes too salty to me now. That said, while my mother definitely cooked, I never had chicken noodle soup that WASN'T Campbell's or Progresso until … my 30s?

There can be too much Ruby (the auction episode, for instance), but I loved Ruby in this ep.

I got spoiled last week by the interview of Kenya Barris in The New Yorker. No warning or anything. Still, this was a sweet reveal.

Why is Freda’s potentially dangerous presence in their lives a
conversation between Cookie and Jamal rather than Cookie and Lucious?

Gosh! Thank you so much!

Talkin' 'bout Underground

1) There's a dumb/silly series of Prius commercials featuring bank robbers who steal a Prius as a getaway car and become heroes - and one of the robbers looks like Pablo Schreiber. I don't know what's weirder, that he's still doing ad work or that no matter what else he does, I still think of him in his creepy L&O…

Can it pick a banjo with its dorsal fin?

You are not alone. Meta Freddy is fun Freddy.

That was chilling. Delightfully chilling.

Thanks for the smile.

I'm going to Philly in June, but that's for a professional conference that was in Philly just 5 years ago. Not sure how much sight-seeing I'll be doing.

The highlight of the week was barbacoa tacos at the taqueria in the back of a Mexican grocery on Sunday afternoon. Instead of lamb, they use goat. Each taco is 3 inches high of meat. You can get extra tortillas, and they provide a mortar of bright green, very hot salsa with chunks of avocado. I turned one huge taco…

I feel stuck, with too little drive, imagination, creativity, determination, discipline, talent, brainpower, etc. No live friends, practically no one I feel I can talk to about my crap (because it feels like everyone I know is a depressive, so their crap is worse than mine). I'm tired of this rut.

Hey now, I voted for Bernie.

The thought of metalheads stuck in I-5 traffic trying to get to the EMP makes me chuckle in trollish glee. Especially as it's pretty likely that the EMP stands for everything promoters and fans of underground music hate about mainstream music and culture.

Is Portos better than Versailles?

Happy birthday!