No shit. I wear volleyball kneepads when keeping.

My son plays for a private academy team, and also the mediocre game they call high school soccer up here. These are from two slide tackles on turf in a high school game last week. The one below the knee seeped for about three days.

This will be a difficult year to pick a winner for visual effects, but right now I’m leaning towards The Walk, just because of how real it felt, how much it pulled me in and made me fear for my own life.

I’d love to see Slow West get some sort of nod. Also, Ian McKellen for Mr. Holmes.

I used to think reference librarians could feasibly be the coolest people at a party (“Guess what I had to find out today!”). And then I married a librarian, and discovered that at parties they mostly talk the sort of shop that makes my eyes glaze over. Like every other job.

Which is why it’s clear the comment earlier was from Herzog, using a pseudonym.

This happened to me when I was 13 and my family flew to the Bahamas to visit family for Christmas. I was feeling sick and could feel the puke pressure building, so I grabbed my bag and someone had already used the damn thing. Happily, I was sitting beside my mother the nurse, who had nerves and a stomach of steel. She…

Not sure I understand how this is hard with domes:

President’s Clearing House. Once in awhile Joe Biden comes to someone’s door with a giant novelty check, too.

In England (and, I imagine, pretty much everywhere else real grass is used) the soccer - football - stadiums have giant lighting systems they roll out over the grass when the pitch isn’t being used. I would think in the long run this would be cheaper than paying a crew to take out the individual sections week in and…

This all makes me think of the wonderful and funny Iranian film Offside, about women who dress and act like men (or boys) so they can sneak into a soccer game. (And hey, I just looked it up and see it’s estimated budget was $2500 US. That’s nuts.)

Applause.

“...and also capable of shooting anyone who tries some shit in the face.”

It (just a little) has the feel of an old Graflex 4X5 shot, the subject not narrowed down to just one or two players, and crystal clear. Except of course in color instead of B&W.

Possibly the best science fiction show on TV right now, and certainly one of the funniest shows, too.

My kid introduced me to Rick and Morty, which is fucking superb (we’ve been watching them on YouTube). And hey, I’m in an NFL pool and still looking to avoid the league. Maybe I need professional help.

Most of my fellow Canadians aren’t losing their heads so much over the shite call as we are over the awful game Canada played. Throwing bricks and defending that was non-existent when it was most required? Awful.

If John Jay’s school mascot is not a bear (or lion) cub named Jingelheimer Schmidt I’m going to be very disappointed.

Peak Midge Ure was probably Ultravox. Anyone who says “Do They Know It’s Christmas?” will be stung on the testicles by wasps. And Bob Geldof.

“Holy crap, those are the boots that are next to useless! Club Brugge excepted.”