Interesting bit of trivia that I just learned the other day: "halcyon days" literally means "kingfisher days." It's from some damn poem. You're welcome.

I gave my dad a Buck Rodgers disintegrator pistol for his birthday about 20 years ago. Even better than a FF album. Especially as far as my dad is concerned.

I know the answer to the unasked 13th question:

He hasn't changed a bit since he was a kid.

Merlot is generally pretty bland— but it's better than most pinot noir, which is almost always thin and weak— the 98-pound weakling of the red wine world…

The VW Bug in Sleeper. After being abandoned for a hundred years in a cave, it started right up.

There's always next year.

The best song from the soundtrack (volume II) is Craig Armstrong's orchestral piece, The Balcony Scene.

If she stays away from NYU, I think she's OK.

At least Riley doesn't have to put up with Burt Reynolds and a million other sperm waiting anxiously to parachute into Woody Allen's date.

The evidence of feathers is not solid when it comes to the details. There is some evidence of some sort of feathers on some dinosaurs, including velociraptor, but it doesn't mean that velociraptors looked like Phyllis Diller in her boa. Well, maybe they did, but the fact of the matter is that we don't really know. …

There are no bad velociraptors, only bad velociraptor owners.

I was just dense and didn't catch the joke….

Why pick on Eric Idle? John Cleese is completely up front about the burdens of multiple alimony payments, and as far as I can see both of them are equally fond of money. Not that I blame either of them for it.

The world's largest non-rectal thermometer is in beautiful downtown Baker, "The Gateway to Death Valley." It's worth a detour to see, according to the Michelin Green Guide.*

Sex and the City was a god-awful, unfunny show about horrible people. At least that was my opinion after spending two of the longest hours I have ever sat in front of a TV, watching an alleged comedy, without even cracking a smile once. I got suckered in, initially, because I loved both Square Pegs, and City Limits…

What fake explosions do you imagine being forced to watch?

For me, the reason to cringe when people complain about "political correctness" is that they are usually only interested in protecting things that don't personally matter to them, but quick to take offense at things that hit closer to home.

Hey, that's a grossly offensive stereotypical weight-challenged avatar you got there, buddy.

I am OK with killing pretend people in books, movies and on TV, but I don't ever want to see a dog die again in the lands of make-believe. You have to draw the line somewhere, and I draw it after men, women, and children, but before Rover.