It depends. If I’m surrounded by friends and family, I’d like Keep Me In Your Heart by Warren Zevon to play. If I’m by myself, Predatory Wasp of the Palisades from Sufjan Stevens. Really all of Illinoise. But that song in particular is so lovely and so personal for me. 

Apparently yes! I was posting this on the JB Smoove story. Don’t know how it got here. Kinja Derangement Syndrome.

The sequel should be about Spidey refusing to play pool with any of his enemies! And they can call it, Spider-Man: I’ll Rack No Foe, Be A....Friend.

Just skip the fights and the cars and the plots and have them spend two hours trying to out smolder one another.

I like Tobit. It’s full of demons and quests to find medicine and fishing. It’s pretty much a Legend of Zelda game.

Is this an episode of I Love Goats?

“And while there’s something vaguely unsettling about a bunch of grown men presumably commissioning their prop department to create a life-size recreation of a random teenage girl”

Unsettling? Really? I mean, come on. Honestly, this is a weirdly unsettling and unwarranted way to read of what’s a pretty nice gesture.…

Terrible. Why not name them after someone from Texas, like famed horticulturalist Neil Sperry? He seems like a nice guy. And, I’d much rather Neil Before Sod.

Or instead of:
“Solo plays it safe, emphasizing fan service and winks to the faithful over story and character.”

Kevin Can’t Hardly Wait To (Probably) Save the Westworld?

That’s actually a picture from the Alumni Quidditch game at Hogwarts 20 year class reunion.

Margo Matindale is sooooo fucking good it’s unfair. She lets a low key menace rise to almost the surface while never quite breaking through the Claudia facade. I was certain that scene was going to end in bloodshed. And, then she just goes back to eating soup. It’s such “Fuck you, Elizabeth Jennings. You made your…

This is the only way to enjoy that movie about Oscar Wilde that Jim Varney starred in: The Importance of Brieing Ernest.

The best part of this movie is the Lindsey Buckingham penned theme song, Arlington Road. Such an amazing tune:

I watched the first two episodes free on YouTube and loved them. There’s a genuine, visceral thrill the first time you see Daniel and Johnny face each other down on the floor of the Cobra Kai dojo that I was not expecting. Part of it is the nostalgia of remembering being a kid of the 80's and doing Crane Kicks at…

I hope Neil Breen is on that list.

It’s interesting how closely MiB’s arc mirrors Baudrillard’s four sign-order stages:
1. When he first explores the park he falls in love with Delores, believing the events of the park have real moral meaning. 2. He becomes consumed by the irreality of park and sees it as a place to explore the perverse and nihilistic.…

Love to see that recording session after 35 years away:
“Can you hear the drums, Fernando? Fernando? Can you hear the drums? Guys, I don’t think Fernando’s hearing aid is on.”
Thank you. I’ll be here all week. Be sure to tip your waiter.

“...only strange people who read Robert Anton Wilson...”
Why, I outta....no...no that fits. These other folks...they think they have seen the fnords because they have never seen the fnords, and do not understand what it means.

Quite a Chopped basket we got there. What’s everyone making? For the appetizer round I say we go with a crostini with a hotdog/salsa pate and a spicy orange dipping sauce.