I don't think the lack of Statham is absolutely a problem, but it concerns me they didn't bring back Francois Berleand - he was what really made the series (even if I only ever feel compelled to rewatch the first).

I do agree with the age thing, that we're probably ideally looking for someone about ten years younger than Elba. But at least he'd presumably stick with a rougher Bond, which wouldn't come off anywhere near as gross with an older actor than Moore's leering cad. Also, as Monica Belucci in Spectre shows, at least…

Counterpoint - All These Things That I've Done was the first sign (at least as a radio listener, instead of someone who trekked out to buy the album) that Brandon Flowers was kind of a pretentious douche, without the lyrical chops to back it up. If The Killers had been happy to keep pumping out pretty solid poppy…

As a young kid, I loved When I'm 64, but it was used in an Oreo commercial at the time. Still, that likely helped cement my musical tastes, and my future diabeetus.

Kanye hasn't actually heard this mashup, but he's certain Beyonce would do it better.

"Listen internet, we say this because we care about you - careful with the eating man, there's a history of heart disease in your family, and all you do is sit around all day watching cat videos anyhow, just… take care of yourself."

"The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you're uncool"

My last job was a rather menial one, where the company mostly completely ignored my department existed (as we worked remotely), but at least there were bonuses. Sometimes meager, always incredibly late, but myself and a couple coworkers half expected to get signed up for the Jelly of the Month Club.

Wasn't it just some resort hotel? I mean, they didn't even have a lazy river passing itself off as a moat. I've seen more impregnable gazebos.

Next to the Ralph's?

Drake coined it I believe, as our two local area codes are the 416 and 647.

So I woke up one morning, and there was this awful racket coming from the garbage cans outside my living room window - wouldn't you know it, it was the day after garbage day, and the cans were just too empty, so Rob Ford got stuck at the bottom of one! Now, I know Rob Ford can be a real vicious creature, so I threw on…

It holds up way better than Mighty Ducks. Like, leagues better. Instead of just Bad News Bears, On ICE!, it's an actual movie, and kind of odd for a sports movie in that the scrappy underdogs don't actually win, but that that's also not failure. Doug E. Doug is a little much at times, but still.

Or, alternate theory - all of BTTF past the first 60 seconds or so is total fantasy, a figment of Marty's dying conscious after the blowout of the massive speaker. It would explain why Doc and Strickland look essentially identical across 30 years, how most people that show up in each timeline are people already in the…

What if Huey Lewis is a Time Lord?

White college kids with dreads and Marley t-shirts are a drag.

Does this mean we can have a moratorium on guys building General Lee clones out of old Chargers? That show murdered enough innocent cars, and it's a car that doesn't need help to be cool. Where are all the Bullitt Charger clones, as it was the ride of choice for assassins who look like your dad. The only relief comes…

Yeah, but he's also 42 and has used approximately the same amount of drugs that were consumed at all of Woodstock - by those standards, he looks pretty phenomenal.

If I ever brew my own beer, I want to slap Heisler labels on the bottles.

At either Koolhaus or the Guvernment (I could never remember which was which)? I saw them there, must've been '08 or or '09, great show. But, there was some creepy Spencer Pratt-looking mutherfucker standing beside us trying to make friends with security at the stage, and from standing really right beside the…