Just to make things confusing I think coffee packaging actually uses 6 oz as a serving rather than an actual 8 oz cup. And the “cup” (i.e., standard coffee mug) that people actually use for coffee in the real world is closer to 12 oz. So there’s a lot of creative math going on.

Don’t know about the blue light thing, but I know people with nystagmus (a condition involving involuntary eye movement) and bright, LED point sources (like Christmas lights) cause a flickering, strobing effect that gives them a pretty quick headache.

I love Culver’s as much as the next (adopted) Midwesterner, but their cheese curds just don’t do it for me. I think it’s too much breading to cheese ratio.

Honest question: Is $60 really “ultra premium whiskey” pricing? I understand it’s all marketing, but considering there is no shortage of whiskeys that go for hundreds of dollars, this seems more... regular-premium, maybe. Or value-premium?

“Had I known one human’s death would pain you so, I would have killed more.”

As far as I’ve ever been able to tell they only exist in airports.

The hot chocolate is classier than I thought. I would have thought it was water and chocolate syrup.

Arby’s. Twice. Shame on me and all that.

The Man from UNCLE is well worth watching if only for the revelation that Henry Cavill can have charisma.

All in a museum dedicated to humanity’s greatest mistakes- in which the Thong Song is given pride of place.

...the one where Sisqo shows up to serenade the Legends while they beat up Stalin and Marie Antoinette

If there was ever a time for Quebec’s vast and creative array of liturgical-based profanity...

But does this include the best Spider-Man adaptation (at least until Into the Spider-Verse came along)?

Whatever it was, I bet it came in a...

So, uh, how much flour goes into these? Because 250 g is a lot closer to 2 cups than one.

Bucky reading The Hobbit in 1937 is really impressive since it wasn’t published in the States until the following year.

God help me but after 8 years in St. Louis I have come to like the pizza. It doesn’t help it’s rep that the biggest local chain serves without a doubt the worst representation of it.

I’m seeing Karl Marx.

If you find yourself in Anchorage, you can get pretty good pizza from a moose.

The Great Escape, but with a chicken.