I've been to Montréal a bunch of times, but the best croissants I have ever had in my life have been in Berlin. They are fucking obsessed with pastry there, and you can get incredibly flaky, shattery croissants, among many, many other treats. I don't know if they do chocolate croissants because I never bothered to…

In Canada they did it back in the eighties when it was first introduced, then they stopped, and then they started doing it again. The circle of life.

When they were launched, the tagline was "Upside Downright Thick", and they served them upside down to prove the point. I waited for the day when a poorly made Blizzard would come plopping out of the cup onto the counter, but it never happened. Well played, DQ.

Old Dutch products are fucking everywhere in New Brunswick. They sell them at the dollar stores, for god's sake.

Have you ever seen those reusable hand-warmers that are filled with a cloudy solid which turns into a clear liquid when boiled? And then you click a little metal disc inside, and the liquid solidifies and emits heat for hours?

I also have a vivid and horrifying memory of those fruit-flavoured potato chips. How could such a project even make it to the production stage? Did the company not run focus groups? Did nobody taste-test them before they hit the market? Because they were foul almost beyond description.

Do we believe Madison, though? Legendary confabulator Stephen Glass wrote an entertaining, detailed, and completely fabricated story on the same topic for Harper's Magazine years ago. Once burned and all that.

They really are terrible, aren't they? The ratio of outside to inside is as wrong as can be.

I bought an iPhone 5 for next to nothing just after they had been supplanted by the 5s and 5c. Two years after that, the battery started going wonky — it would occasionally drop from 60% to 20% to dead in a matter of minutes — and I discovered that there was a battery issue with a small number of phones, of which mine…

Best character name ever is Cinnamon J. Scudworth from Clone High. It's so ridiculous. His robotic butler sidekick was named Mr. Butlertron, which is a close second.

He was the second hottest guy in the cast and I was sorry to see him go.

The trouble with commercial orange juice isn't that they add stuff for preservation, because they generally don't: it's that they pasteurize the living fuck out of it so it lasts for months upon months in giant storage vats, rendering it nearly tasteless. Then when they're ready to sell it, they add "flavour packs"…

I've only ever seen her in "Dexter", where she played a lovely marble statue. Can she actually act? Can she play the seething cauldron of resentment, anger, cruelty, unhappiness, and regret that Serena Joy is in the novel?

Look, the perfume gives you finger lasers. What more do you want?

Yeah, 1:55 to 2:05 was the only thing I liked about the entire video. I assume the camera was erased digitally but it's still a pretty spiffy trick. (The way Poltergeist 3 handled the same basic setup was better, though, because it was all practical effects.)

Disappointingly few.

There are no cockroaches in Florida, not a one. They have palmetto bugs.

He was killed by Lila, the gross English titty vampire (thank you for that, Deb).

It's a terrific book and you can still buy it! As a Kindle edition! And I would recommend it to everyone because it also contains the actual recipe for Coca-Cola and a complete explanation of the Rorschach test, among many other things. I mean, you could probably look them all up on the Internet, but they're in one…

It really was unwatchable. I adore JDR but that movie was so, so bad.