In my world, there's always room for Charo.

She thought she would rule the roost when she got rid of Santino, but I fucking love how Ross and Carson won't give her an inch either. And they come at her with actual logic and reason!

Getting that wave of nausea I last felt when Stuart Baird started giving interviews after being announced as the director of Star Trek: Nemesis.

I dunno, maybe we can turn it around so that Durst is the new Hodor.

The common thread is that these were the bands who were ending up in car and beer ads.

Dammit I love your name. Now "Hot Chocolate" is gonna be in my head all day.

Goddam though, Lovefool is one catchy song.

I didn't notice Travis until late '99. I impulse-bought The Man Who in the HMV on Grafton St. in Dublin, where I had decided to hide out for the turn of the Millennium. Some months later I bought Coldplay's Parachutes and spent the rest of the year confusing the two bands like some Bill Paxton-Bill Pullman nightmare.

I saw them at a packed Radio City Music Hall, one of the last dates of the tour. Soundwise I think it was to our advantage to be in one of the mezzanines in back.

We did play their first three albums in heavy rotation in the multi-CD changer in the graphics department back then. Sigh.

So to read this article, was OK Computer so universally hailed the next year because there was nothing else for alt lovers to retreat to, or was it really that good? Don't wait for the translation, answer me now!

My 1996 (I haven't had coffee yet):

Excuse me, but 1981 did belong to Arthur…Arthur Bach, that is, whose loyal manservant Hobson helped him in his quest for the fair lady Liza Minnelli.

I stuck with it through thick and thin, because that cast was unbeatable at being watchable. I could watch Sally Field and Calista Flockhart read the want ads together. Field especially brings out such a higher level of performance out of her scene mates on TV — she and Maura Tierney were phenomenal together when she…

ER's Donal Logue?

It's the 'type' of movie that looks good at the top of a list. It's this generation's Airplane!. In Brady Bunch parlance, it fit the Johnny Bravo suit.

"Hello Austin! Dr. Evil has escaped once again!"

Because writing a Trek story without time travel is HARD!

YES - if Silver Linings Playbook makes it in here, then that opens the door for lots of other non-comedy films, including Tarantino's recent output. Either it was marketed as a comedy or it wasn't. and trying to put comedy pants on certain films on this list just doesn't take with me.

This idea floors me in its cynicism and its spinelessness (not you, but the idea that moviegoers are this swayable by the cannibalistic tendencies of industry types). I don't care if Diablo Cody is currently filling orders in an Amazon warehouse. It doesn't change how I felt watching Juno the first (and second and…