True. You can see I didn't put a lot of thought into that comment. Or *ANY* comment. That's my M.O.

I'm Chowderbatter.

Every actor — EVERY actor — has more than a few pieces of crap that they participated in out of foolishness, fearlessness, greed, naivete, arrogance, belief, an opportunity to bask on a warm beach, tasty chow, sex, drugs, because their dog told them too, because they were high and the planets aligned, or because it…

Also — hello! — how does 2002 get pegged as the year when Rocky and Bullwinkle was 2000?

Coincidence that the final high point on that chart is Jackie Brown?

I heard Stanton and Lynch were collaborating on a sandwich…

Dear god,

Entropy's a bitch.

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby…

Google China.

Okay, update.

*checks line connection to wall for the 78th time*

The Seraphiminator 1000.

Eugene is definitely going to come back from Hell to become the Preacher's Victor Von Doom.

Do we want a president who knows history, science, and the state of global affairs or do we want a president who knows how to tell a fabulous broad from a non-fabulous broad?

I have never seen Superbad.

Let's give Trump the benefit of the doubt and a little breathing space.

Trump buying a helmet for himself with charity money is par for the American nightmare where one percenters routinely coerce Americans into using billions of taxpayer dollars to buy sports stadiums instead of education, infrastructure, health care, clean air and water.

Up until this point, I have never remotely enjoyed anything done by, with, or near Seth Rogen, but Preacher is triple-A great.

Cimino > Wiesel.