*tracksuited running man*

Well, they could always call on Margaret Cho.

Jay Pharoah is only funny when he's doing Katt Williams, somehow. Every other impression, he overcommits like he's in an 8th grade talent show. But his Katt Williams is gold. It's very confusing.

That seems kind of fitting to me, though, because it illustrates the complete lack of proportion in the way "the Internet" (taken as the collective entity it totally isn't) views things: Reactions to actual serious events like war and genocide and racism can't even hold a candle to the freakout over the color of a…

Re: EDIT — Someone has! It was that raging fluff character. Typical.

At Some Point Howard Jones Is What They Called Music!

Honestly, this started out interesting, and then halfway through it turned into a marketing brochure for the Now! line. I don't see how their claims about CD sales potential and current audience have anything to do with an "oral history". Still, the glimpse into their motivations for starting the line and how they…

It amazes me how often people will react to things with personal offense, even when those things have absolutely nothing to do with them. It seems to me that my gender is perhaps a bit more prone to that; I'm not sure whether it's all the testosterone feeding defensive impulses, or if some guys have just never…

Sure there is. We can hunt down every last one of cancer's associates like microscopic dogs. It's basically the plot of Death Wish II. TVTropes calls it the Roaring Rampage of Revenge, specifically with a Gotta Kill Them All motivation.

Supernatural portraying Metatron as "God's Scribe", while perhaps more faithful to the "source" material, was kind of a bummer. Though, seeing as their MacGuffins were mostly writing-based, it definitely made sense. I just prefer the Gaiman/Pratchett/Smith-type takes on the character.

I guess it might've been Christmas 2014, actually, but I didn't get around to listening to it until April.

Radio 4 did a Good Omens radio play last Easter. It was rather enjoyable. Sadly lacking in Rickman, though. (Crowley was Peter Serafinowicz, fresh from standing behind John C. Reilly in Guardians of the Galaxy, to Mark Heap's Aziraphale.)

Richards is less alive than embalmed. Who knew they could do that pre-death?

I see your offense-manufacturing device is cranked all the way up to "WMD evidence".

Lovely. Just needs a sprig of holly…

*Wears an all-white tux with top hat, then a lace shawl and strapless dress, mewls at you sort of dead-eyed…*

We've always needed that to become a reality. Now there's just an empty box seat at the premiere.

My heart has been cut out with a spoon.

Sight. Don't talk to me about sight! Here I am, CGI rendering job the size of a planet…

I thought Love was the victim. No, wait, that's the audience.