If you believe Danny Elfman today, "Oingo Boingo" is just exotic sounding nonsense. If you believe Danny Elfman in the late 70s, "Oingo Boingo" is mock-pidgin he learned in Africa for the way breasts bounce when you're doing a lady from behind. Either explanation fits what we know about him.

Ever heard the Texas Roadhouse song? I'm pretty sure it's a Bob Seger tune refitted to be about going to Texas Roadhouse.

I wish McDonalds would resurrect Mac Tonight as their anti-Ronald, a "chaotic evil" mascot like Chester Cheetah, who tells people to ignore responsibilities and just eat McDonalds.

It's the Doublemint Twins with
Doublegood, Doublefun, Doublemint Twins Mints
*snap snap* Not gum!
A mint you can savor!
A blend of two flavors!
*mariachi break*
Everybody!
Doublegroovy, doublegrand
Doubleflavor in your hand,
La-dee-da-dee-da,
New Doublemint Twins!
They're mints!
They're mints!

She's even got a cooking show, where she cooks perfect little meals for her perfect little friends. But she's so ingrained as Frankie Heck in my head that when she goes into "perfect hostess" mode, I assume she hates it and she's in hell, but faking it as Frankie often does.

Matthew Perry isn't even trying on "The Odd Couple." It seems like he's doing his worst Charlie Sheen impression, while being surrounded by genuinely funny co-stars.

Apples, sir? Coo!

If Danny DeVito hadn't been available for "It's Always Sunny," I can see Richards as being probably as good of a Frank, though it's not a star vehicle.
DeVito is an unsung national treasure who's unfortunately best known as just a character actor, but the skills he puts to use as Frank Reynolds are nearly identical to…

If supper club is gonna be a real thing, I request the only article that truly matters: Which of the Monster Cereals is the best? A five way battle between Count Chocula, Boo Berry, Frankenberry, Frute Brute and Yummy Mummy.

Concretes are amazing. I'm a fan of Shake Shack in NYC when I travel for writing; a Shack Stack and a Jelly Donut concrete is all you need to eat for a whole day.

Portmanteau first-and-middle names seem more common nowadays among black people than other groups in America (other than nuns), so the Murrays being a minority family will make that naming quirk actually make sense as opposed to being merely a twee touch.

Super Mario All Stars + World is the greatest SNES game of all time and I've been playing it since summer began. I've made my run through the entire Mario franchise up to World, and only been bested by two games: Donkey Kong deluxe edition for Game Boy, and Lost Levels.

She's written ambiguously in the play as well- the only VERY sidelong reference to her color is that Ron warns her to stay away from sweets, and she sneaks them anyway.

There's a certain amount of the fanfic ideology in it- a willful reimagining of historical and semi-historical figures. The whole thing is given a double-layer of "you can do it" from Lin-Manuel Miranda's involvement: the show's narrative purpose is to explore the idea that "you can do it" i.e. be significant in…

Even more so in the Harry Potter fandom, which has spilled over into social activism in a way no other fandom ever has. "Potter Fan" and "do-gooder or impression of being do-gooder" are nearly synonymous.

I'm partial to "crabby chips," seasoned in salt and Old Bay. LOTS of Old Bay.

Pamela Adlon needs to book a good role on BoJack Horseman, because she's a fantastic character actor with great voiceover bona fides, and that's what BoJack tends to thrive on.
I knew she was Spinelli and Bobby Hill, but I had no idea she was tomboy-bordering-on-gender-ambiguous Moose on "Pepper Ann."

Arrested Development, more than anything else, is a long, elaborate farce, and farce is the least "human" of the comedy formats.

There's a term called "autistic art." Not implying art about autism, or by or for autistic people, but autistic in the sense of the word that gave us "auteur."

Terry O'Quinn.