I’m only done with the second season, but, holy shit, The Americans is really becoming adorably quaint compared to what we can actually see happening at the highest level of whatever is passing for reality right now.
I’m only done with the second season, but, holy shit, The Americans is really becoming adorably quaint compared to what we can actually see happening at the highest level of whatever is passing for reality right now.
They’re usually just a dram or a nip, so they’re basically taster sets.
There was a whiskey one for a few years. I’m not sure if it’s still a thing, though. And there are a *lot* with beauty products, which quite honestly bring me more enjoyment than chocolate, but then again, my childhood Christmas countdown candies were Starlite peppermints.
The thing that drives me crazy about the new wave of advent calendars is that they’re almost all Twelve Days of Christmas, leading up to Christmas. But the Twelve Days are supposed to start on the day *after* Christmas and lead up to Epiphany aka Twelfth Day on January 6th! They’re doing both advent and Twelve Days…
Here: He’s got some life-threatening stuff going on. He had serious gastrointestinal bleeding back in January, but the doctors said he was too frail to operate on and sent him back to prison. Now he’s back in the hospital and probably in some serious pain that I’m going to go ahead and hope he’s not being…
I’m simultaneously excited to see what he does next and bummed at the realization that it’s likely to take another year for whatever it is to come out.
Damn it. Slate says it is, other places say it’s not. I don’t know. I do know that it’s made well enough that I can’t clearly say *of course* it’s fiction (unlike The Black Tapes or TANIS), and it would not surprise me to find someone like Bobby here. I’m in Portland, and I grew up here in the ‘80s. This guy’s story…
He’s in Massachusetts. I have a reason to be familiar with Stonybrook, aka the company whose name is on the sticker on the front of that machine.
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the Polybius Conspiracy series, part of Showcase from Radiotopia. It is absolutely batshit. Even if you’re already extremely familiar with the Polybius video game urban legend, this will cover entirely new ground because it’s about a guy who claims to have played the game.…
I highly recommend the series he wrote about the Orange County couple who framed a PTA mom at their son’s school for drugs because she did something so benign I can’t even remember what it was. It’s absolutley bonkers (and it’s just text, not a podcast):
I have a friend who feels the same way about Jonathan Pryce — who is also in this! I think he plays Dickens’ father.
I’m going to go ahead and call it now: Christopher Plummer is going to be known as The Man Who Saved Christmas in certain circles. Between The Sound of Music being a holiday classic, him playing Ebeneezer Scrooge in The Man Who Invented Christmas, and him replacing Spacey in Sony’s holiday film, there’s really no…
Just look up Nxivm branding photos. They’re not hard to find, and they were in one of the news articles I stumbled across at some point over the past month since the first round of branding news blew up. (Cults are one of my extreme fascinations, and I will read pretty much anything I find on one. I blame growing up…
Blackmail in case they try to get away. It sounds like the photos are extremely explicit Hustler-esque poses. And how they’re convinced to do it: Sleep deprivation and ultra-low-calorie diets, just like every other cult.
Whoever wrote that saw that she did voice work on an Emmy-winning show and conflated that award given to the show (Lost in Oz, for sound editing for animation) with Mack herself.
Gah, yeah, that makes more sense. I’m going to blame Sunday-before-coffee-kicked-in brain.