Anyone who didn't vote for Cary Grant doesn't deserve time travel. I'm not even sure they deserve fingers to type out opinions on the internet.

I ride on a whirlwind of seahorse death. Sharknados run from me.

I can take him.

Fair warning, Kanye, I'm going to invade the Kingdom of Dopeness. I shall smash you with my army of genetically engineered war seahorses, and claim all your tacky fashion as my own.

As a clumsy person, there is still far too much risk of injury for my tastes.

Got it. No sense of humor allowed on your "special day."

Laura Prepon?!?! Nooooooooooooooo!

She's not a drug lord. She's a cog in a drug selling machine, assisting with importing product. And it's not just about the white main character. They spend quite a bit of time exploring other characters' stories—I think with a great deal of compassion—though some of your complaints have validity.

I honestly wasn't that impressed with House of Cards. And while I found it oddly watchable, Hemlock Grove is execrable

I love her in those glasses. I've been telling myself all weekend that that's what I look like in glasses. It's a fun fantasy.

I liked her with red, but blonde was horrible on her. Now, she's rar! incarnate. I can't take my eyes off her.

She's marvelous in the chicken episode.

This is easily the best of Netflix's various new series. I've been gorging all weekend, and I cannot stop singing the theme song. (Well, a lot of it is out of my range, so it's more like squeak-squawking the theme song, really.)

Amen. May he become a walking discrimination-magnet.

I googled Booble and it exists. :O

Sounds about right. My company has been using Google Apps for years, and I have yet to get a single employee to understand the difference between their web browsers and their operating systems.

Telling people horrible, squicky things they don't want to hear is one of life's joys. I am unrepentant.

It really does beg for some kind of bratty action, doesn't it?

Oooh! We could mail them photographs of our period blood! That's not illegal.

If I weren't certain it was some sort of illegal biohazard no-no to mail people bodily fluids, this would inspire me to start collecting my menstrual blood in jars as presents for certain legislators.