Eh whatever, I'll stick to the MSG-laced goodness that is Kewpie.

Indeed, there was quite a bit of godawful poetry from many feted singer-songwriters back in the day. I mean, Jim Morrison fucking rhymed "France" and "underpants."

Whatever, Deadhead.

Twenty years ago I recall asking my high school classmates, "Hey, did you see Steven Soderbergh's movie about Kafka on Bravo last night? That tripped me out sooo much!"

I curiously checked out SUR's libations menu and I'm amazed by their ability to charge 12 bucks for a slug of Maker's Mark.

Good choice, I tend to stick to Pusser's and I prefer blending the mix. A cinnamon stick also adds a nice kick.

I just love that phrase, "accidental David Lynch."

That was the first thought that came to my mind. Well played.

Macy said the cast and crew were divided - some argued the movie should have ended with the scene where Marge lectures Gaear in her car.

Indeed, the second half that kicks off with Macy's suicide is a downer - despite the encounter with the coke dealer who freaks out to Loverboy.

Macy came across as a friendly, humble guy in all of the interviews I've read. I admire his defense of Fargo's controversial ending as he said it portrayed Marge and her husband as "real, salt of the earth people."

"I don't know how she's become the right's go-to effigy for young progressives..."

Dunham has a hit show and she's a part of the "Liberal Hollyweird" that right-wing critics love to hate. She also comes from an affluent bohemian background so that fits the Right's favorite "Progressive parents, spoiled child"…

Or how about a Georgia O'Keefe?

I was going to say. I was just happy to see large audiences learn about the Big Boys.

Indeed, there were veeery few women involved. Female-friendliness didn't really arise until the Revolution Summer of '85.

Specifically poor and working-class whites.

Indeed, many would see it as a golden opportunity to get drunk or stoned.

Nah, many folks I've known to enjoy those parties aren't too far above the poverty line. They're aimed at mocking Southerners.

Well, White Trash Parties are an old college tradition:

The heyday of high-budget porn flicks are long gone since so few will admit to actually paying for porn.