I always bought the implication that the elves were quasi-immortal and that they had been through MANY Santas.

Easily the most refreshing douche since Dane Cook.

Hairspray the John Waters film is pretty hard to top. But I'll say this about the musical version, whether it's on stage, screen or live TV: it's one of the very few 21st century musicals to actually NAIL the blend of the sincere and the tongue-in-cheek subversive that the form has trafficked in pretty much since RENT…

The difference, to me, between a thinkpiece and an essay is that an essay is solipsistic while a thinkpiece is pluralistic. An essay, like a treatise, says "I have responded." A thinkpiece suggetes, "please respond to this."

He was a comedy intern for one of the late shows, but became a correspondent because his weird, cheerful-bland affect made him a good comic foil.
The difference between him and someone like Jim Parsons is that both appear to be one-trick ponies, but Jack McBrayer isn't actually an actor as much as a natural comedic…

I'm actually cooking one of those for an Elvis Day party.

I imagine there's a world of difference between industrial grade SOS and good creamed chipped beef on biscuits, much like there's a huge difference between a really well-made PB&J with the highest quality ingredients and a stale, individually wrapped PB&J out of a vending machine.
Quality and quantity move in inverse…

True Showbiz Tales #12: Last November, my friends and I played a very dangerous game of Last Poop Wins: we went to an off-brand Chinese buffet and stuffed ourselves silly immediately before returning to the theatre to perform "Bye Bye Birdie," a rather long, dance-heavy show if there ever was one.
Mrs. McAfee looked a…

The dessert nachos at BWW are not a single portion size. It's a platter for sharing and even comes on a plate laid out and apportioned for four diners. Granted, there are some people who could or WOULD take down this entire dish themselves, but it's not encouraged or suggested.
BWW is a popular after-show location for…

There's a trilogy of lighthearted pornographic fairy-tale musicals: "Fairy Tales," "Cinderella" and "Alice in Wonderland." There's a Wizard of Oz and Snow White as well but they are knockoffs.

Titanic: The Animated Musical takes the cake.

Time for a true and indisputable historical fact. The early colonists were not, as a rule, terribly literate, nor was the English of their day the same as ours. What they meant to carve was "croutons," as they had developed a craving and headed to the salad bar at Golden Corral.
Alas, those who enter Golden Corral are…

"Sit down John, you fat motherf-"

That sounds like a bad Off-Broadway one-man drag show.

Little Richard.

The Russian Orthodox believe that after the Ascension into Heaven, the Sacred Corpse of Christ, shed after his transcendence to full-time godhood, fell from the skies and is now a lost relic.

And boy, could he sing!

I wish they could adapt the Neil Gaiman concept of "Mary Poppins Brings in the Dawn," where it's revealed that Poppins exists outside creation and was God's nanny, she herself being not a quasi-witch but an integral function of existence itself.

Arguably, I'd say that the mythos of the Stones has been helped by their longevity. Perhaps their best work is now 40-50 years behind them, but you don't think "has-beens" like you think with other road warriors like Bob Seger or the Beach Boys, you think "survivors." They're revenants, not relics.
The Who is similar…

David Bowie and Scott Walker just spent forty years turning into each other over and over again.