The loss of default nesting kinda killed the whole vibe, but there are occasional spottings in the wild.

- the A.V. oh wait

“Close But No Cigar” is also a great Cake song that isn’t a Cake song, “Genius in France” is a great Zappa song that isn’t a Zappa song, etc. etc. etc.

I will forever be grateful to Emo Phillips for giving me the opportunities for the rest of my days to use the line “well, you don’t give a pedophile a midget in a cub scout uniform” with my friends.

I would KILL for a polka medley at the halftime show.  Heck, I’d even watch the broadcast.

This was my third time seeing him and one of my friend’s fifth time. We both audibly SQUEEEEEEed when we heard the first notes of some of these songs (“Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota”, “Nature Trail to Hell”, “Midnight Star”, “My Own Eyes”, “Jackson Park Express”, “I Remember Larry”, “Christmas at Ground Zero”)…

You’re absolutely right but it’s too late for me to edit now. I was annoyed like Nilus up above and went full-on over-hasty Cyril Sneer.

I got “Goon” on DVD a million years ago in a some kind of “spend X dollars and get one of these movies for an extra buck” deals at a music store.  Best loonie I spent that year.  

That would be more cheekbone definition in intimate proximity than the universe could handle. Their combined magnitude would tear a hole in the space/time continuum.

::slow clap::

In his lap.  Just like Gene.  I’m not looking forward to the wait for the next season.

Yeah, ALL MEAT ALL THE TIME sounds dandy until I remember how much I enjoy a) a good poop and b) not having rickets or scurvy.

“Maybe not, it’s a little shrill.”

Man, I thought I was having a Home Movies drinking game flashback, and then I remembered you yell JON-JON! and chug your drink when Jason and McGuirk are talking to each other, not when Jonathan Katz and HJB are in the same scene. For a drinking game that could get you dangerously blind drunk, there were some…

Somehow I find hearing Jon Benjamin and Ron Lynch’s voice in the same scene oddly soothing, even if Lynch barely gets three lines.

“GET OFF THE BOOBS, GUYS!”

“I’M NOT AN ICELANDIC PUNK ROCKER!” Oh Gene.

And the headline should probably read “...in Nature and Nightlife”. Not that they didn’t give us pedants plenty to work with before, but it’s definitely more since the Change/Kinjapocalypse/Gizmodofication.

“She was staring at me with those ‘I want you to climb the mountain eyes’!”

Zombie couple over the credits made me chortle. I hope “Best Couple Friends” makes it onto an album.