So, BJ played for Cocker… What? I'm just recaping. Jeesh.

Joe Cocker on SNL with John Belushi right beside him imitating him flawlessly is one of the all time great TV moments. Joe was a rocker.

Do you know Nigel Sprunt, in Perth? Helluva mate.

Well, at least you're smart enough to recognize it.

As far as steaming piles if shit go it's one of the best.

Meh.

Holy Shit, that film looks terrible. SO edgy and brave and honest, and mind numbingly self satisfied and tedious. UGH.

Hey, wasn't Victoria Jackson on Pee Wee's Playhouse? Sure she was, she played the insane right wing neighbor, who did handstands.

No Stalin? No Pol Pot? No Dick Cheney? Watta rip.

Jill came down with two fifty, the hoeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

You, sir, are a monster. And not a good one. Good day. I said good day!

I prayed for Edith Prickley to adopt me.

The Philip Glass circles is in a class by itself. I remember first seeing that and being completely transfixed. It's beyond words the eerie power it has on me.

I simply c*n't imagine to what you're referring?!

What if it's Camille?! Holy shit, that would totally suck massive moose cock. I can't even think about it…

You are now officially "on the radar" of Homeland Security.

I normally detest contrived, manipulative, maudlin sentimentality on TV shows. I dunno why exactly, but on the intimate scale of television the more emphatic, overwrought emotions just come off so odd, so silly, to me. In a public theater the massive screen and densely packed stangers seems to enhance the epic…

I believe you've all misread the grade. It's a "+", not "A+", silly rabbits.

What's especially rich and wonderful about Frank Costanza, to me as a person of mixed Semitic heritage, is that ostensibly he is a character of Italian extraction, but in practice is such a blatantly, undeniaby obvious expression of the stereotypical older Jewish male personality. His quirky mannerisms, his off beat…

Jeesh, just one demented, psychotic, profoundly offensive racist rant and society tosses ya onto the dung heap…