Yeah, sexist assholes wouldn’t bother to line up, they’d sooner trample over each other.

My mom always tried to spell “queue” as “que” in Scrabble. I’d be like, “kwee?” Intelligent woman, terrible speller.

Holy hell this gets better and better every time it loops

I never imagined anyone but me had ever done this. You are clearly a genius. Your ideas are intriguing to me and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter.

I think it’s a pretty dope use of vfx personally

It’s an Oscar submission reel. It almost definitely was not meant for public consumption.

Hell yes that’s what those old sewing machines were made for

Took a minute but totally worth the brain power

I’ve been to the Forum both before and after the reno. They sure turned a turd into a bright shiny bauble.

It’ll just turn Sunday traffic into essentially weekday traffic.

Blackout rules aren’t what they used to be, however this is just the kind of market that it would make sense to enforce them in. But if there’s a blackout, wouldn’t it mean no game at all in that timeslot?

Yes this this this. It was such a luxury to have no local teams to whom the networks had to be beholden. One of the best things about living here, obliterated.

Eh I disagree. I was disappointed by how disengaged I felt watching the IMAX 3D, I think because you kind of can’t move your head for three hours and because 3D doesn’t really do much for me anyway. I think it’ll be the last time I go to IMAX 3D.

Just saw a Mr Magoo cartoon at the cinema... timeless comedy

Remaking the Prequels would infuriate me. I didn’t see Phantom Menace in the theater 11 times (+1 in 3D) to have somebody tell me it doesn’t count.

But the Schadenfreudist in me hearts all of those lame attempts at humor. And without them the movies don’t have much personality.

FUCK OLIVES

Crusty Grilled Cheese yum

I use my ends for grilled cheese exclusively, no modification necessary. Nothing but cheesy, crusty, buttery goodness. I’ve got all the makings in the fridge right now, so I know what I’ll be having for dinner.

But it’s Cholula! That might be the only condiment whose theft would get a pass from me. In front of your parents, though? No dice.