I love "Back in the U.S.S.R." and I had not even heard of it before I bought "Love." It's definitely a song I do not get tired of.

Me too. I figure between that and people attempting to explain the hilarity of the unintentional (supposedly) homoeroticism of the movie itself, I think I pretty much understand it.

I keep seeing that movie on Netflix, yet I can't convince myself to even attempt to watch it in jest.

That's pretty awesome, actually. I can't imagine any of my principals would have done that.

Donnie was, is, and will always be, my favourite turtle. Doesn't hurt that he wears purple.

Mr. Stay Puft could never hurt them.

Maybe that's why Sigourney Weaver's character in Chappie is pretty flatly "No, head tech who has made us scads of money, I will not give you things to experiment on, because we have a thing called liability." Because Chappie is Short Circuit through a druggie haze.

YES THAT ONE

"JOAAANNAA!"

I love touchscreens—like the one on my phone—but there's a reason I still want physical buttons. Going completely touch is asking for disaster.

I love this song. And if there's one thing my shitty ex-roommate did leave me with, it was a greater appreciation and knowledge of PSB; before that, I didn't even know who did this song, just that it was fantastic.

In fairness, Rice's Sleeping Beauty trilogy is (outside of Beauty's actual "awakening" via rape) actually consensual, even if fairly crazy.

Isn't that how we should solve drunk driving? "There's too many drunks on the road who can kill you. Stop them by driving drunk and killing them first."

It was raining pretty good before the game started, yeah. Which is why I have a long raincoat with a hood, because I am prepared for that shit.

Well, they did manage to pull off a 17-inning win tonight, so…'eh, I'll take it.

How do they even enforce that? Stake out their houses and watch through the windows to make sure they aren't putting Hocus Pocus on?

Airplane II really is only worth watching just to see the Shat eat the entire movie with a slab of bacon. It really is Airplane: in Spaaaace! with a few people swapped around.

Claremont definitely has his problems, but you can't say that when he was the main writer in the 80's, the books weren't at least keep tracking of each other. Compare that with the mid-90's when storylines and multiple writers meant you couldn't figure out half of what the fuck was going on.

I think The Birdcage is one of the few remakes of a movie that actually doesn't entirely suck, and can hold its own without needing to know that it is a remake. Not that the original isn't hilarious as well (although the sequel, not so much).

Went to see the Brewers lose—again—to the Diamondbacks, mostly because it was Star Wars day at Miller Park. And just to be dicks, they basically didn't advertise very loudly that you had to buy a special ticket package to get the Jedi Lucroy bobblehead they were giving out. On the other hand, it means I now have…