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Magic Bus?  Heloooooo?

Well, it doesn’t have to be just one bite necessarily.

What a hoot it would be if Ozzy bit his head off like that bat!

I never saw a Sopranos slot machine. I have played slot machines themed with Game of Thrones, Sex and the City and The Big Bang Theory, but never saw a Sopranos.  Pretty surprising, especially in Atlantic City.

kanyee’s true, heartfelt apology has reached across the ages, the troubled lands, the millions we have lost and touched my Jewish soul.  And I’m not even Jewish.

I single-handedly spent almost that much time watching Love Death and Robots.

Being a purist and a traditionalist as far as food goes, I would be willing to break out of my comfort zone and try this. Probably the closest to fusion cuisine (besides corned beef) that I’ll ever get.

I’m a glutton, so I could eat a ton of them.  But I’m also an insufferable snob, so I would never eat one.

Perhaps I’m just lucky, or perhaps I can’t tell the difference between a draft beer and a bottled beer in a blind taste test - or between beer and wine, for that matter.  But I can never ever recall, in my forty years of drinking, having a draft beer that tasted like anything other than what it was purported to be.

I’ll tell you why I care, personally. Because it’s fun to say “Oh, Goody!” and “O what fresh Hell is this?”  There’s a use for those two phrases every single day.

If you haven’t seen The Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover, I suggest doing so.  It’s bizarre as hell!

see above.

Lady Gaga is no Merry Clayton, I can tell you that.

Pretty sure Bob Seger already covered this ground.

A friend of mine would put Requiem for a Dream on the list, but I just found it depressing.  IMHO you gotta have Never Let Me Go on a list like this.

A little off topic, but it’s sickening that Taxi Driver did not win the Best Picture Oscar but The Departed did.  It’s what my crude friends call a pity fuck.

Rock and Roll is a hideous song, a ghastly turgid wheezer not unlike Freebird in its overblown absurdity.  You can feel yourself age as you listen to it.

George Peppard as Paul Varjak in Breakfast at Tiffany’s.  Major miss there.

I care about rescuing TCM.

Oh Dear, no Cliff Huxtable!!!