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    Back then, we figured “You get caught talking about sexually assaulting a woman on tape, there’s no way you could (for instance) become President.” So naive.

    “Tinkerbell.”

    “Update: Shit. I’m surprised” has to be the best ending to any article I’ve seen in a long time.

    The Mail Robot is revealed as the mastermind behind it all, and there’s an epic shootout in the FBI offices. Bullets fly and heroes fall as “Mr Roboto” by Styx blasts.

    Perhaps Hollywood should take this as a sign and start making more cat movies?

    Oh shit oh shit oh shit, it’s been four days, I forgot to take you out of the box hopefully it’s fine it’s fine, it’ll be...

    He was fine with Alfalfa. It was that little criminal Buckwheat who had to hit the bricks.

    Sitcoms should probably refrain from trying to do any story related to “nerd” culture because there’s never any actual jokes, just the sense that we should be laughing at grown men in costumes. Which, yes, but still.

    I’m glad there was no internet around for me to get all high and mighty. “You’re going to have a spinoff about FRASIER CRANE? And his sidekick is just him again but slightly quieter? Are you... have you even... WHAT ARE THESE PEOPLE THINKING?!?!?”

    I’m not sure I’m ready for 2 Magnum 2 Furious, but I’m totally on-board with Perdita Weeks as a badass Lady Higgins.

    Back in the early 2000s, I started writing Stargate SG-1 fanfiction. I wrote enough that I decided to try writing my own original characters and, in 2007, my first novel was published. Seven years after that, based on the fact I was a published author, I was hired by Fandemonium to write official SG-1 novels (Two

    I played it for someone who didn’t know about it, and I didn’t give her the options. She heard “Yelly.”

    I became a fan of Shannon Woodward in Raising Hope, so I was thrilled to see her in this show and so sad when she vanished so quickly. It was great to see her back again. Lab geek kicking ass in the park, whoo!

    What’s Avengers?

    I am so happy to live in Oklahoma near a theater where you can get a matinee adult ticket for $5. And first-run, new movies! I see the Marvels and Star Warses Thursday night opening weekend. One time I was in line and heard this from the next register:

    “You get an A, we get a new library.”

    I got it one piece at a time
    And it wouldn’t cost me a dime
    You’ll know it’s me when I come through your town
    I’m gonna ride around in style
    I’m gonna drive everybody wild
    ‘Cause I’ll have the only one there is around.

    There are two true Daryls...

    I feel that way about the recent swarm of YA books. They’re fine, for a certain age group, but I’m getting recommended titles by adults. I want to say “It’s fine if your reading level hasn’t matured since middle school, but some of us need something a little deeper.”

    Plus it has the added emotional “oomph” of why it’s happening, and talking to the villain rather than beating him up. It was one of the first episodes I saw, actually, and the fact they could go from “In the middle of my backswing?!” to “I LOST MY SON!” in such a short time convinced me to keep coming back.