Well, not with that attitude!

I think this is more a result of novel technology. Once VCR prices came down as VHS became a ubiquitous format in the 90s, they were in the ballpark of what a 16mm projector would have cost you in the 70s or 80s.

That could work. Those also have the benefit of being served with your pre-order bread basket, so about as early during the meal as possible.

My neighbor makes a chocolate ganache truffle you can hardly taste the weed in, and I’ve had pretty good success with brigadeiros — chocolate ones only, the strawberry and coconut versions did not mask the weedy flavor and were disgusting. Neither of us are pastry chefs, so I think it would be easy for a pro to make…

I like this analysis.

Anything from the “performative grief” bit.

So, a green ragtop Dodge Caravan with popup headlights.

Tell me that despite years as sovereign film critic you still harbor enough insecurity regarding internet fame not to admit “Ingrid Goes West” is Aubrey Plaza’s masterpiece without telling me that despite years as sovereign film critic you still harbor enough insecurity regarding internet fame not to admit “Ingrid…

Really? We’ve celebrated photography’s transit from Larry Burrows to Imgflip. Boo-hoo-fucking-hoo. You want to go back to lithographs? I’m ironically positive gravure’ll get the same point across, but good luck doing it on your phone.

The fuck is “literate” anymore? Sounds like stiff-lipped traditional media’s rubbing…

If New Yorkers don’t think a failure to fund municipal transit above all before Albany takes an Amtrak approach and farms the whole service out to private companies and private cops won’t result in a fucking Judge Dredd scenario, I don’t know what to tell them.

They’ve already printed Punisher skulls on ‘em, and even that didn’t really work.

It’s funny, because Colm Meaney comes from a very un-classical though no less significant and certainly an equally canonical dramatic tradition — the Irish theater of Yeats, Lady Gregory and Shaw.

Any kind of peppers and potatoes is an underrated flavor combination. I put Thai chili paste in my bacon chowder, kinda cuts through the starchiness and has enough punch not to get drowned out by the bacon

Hey, if you can figure out how to put “willingly sat through ‘Three Guys, One Hammer’” on a resume, I say more power to you.

It doesn’t take a lot of effort to graft this argument onto denying healthcare to wounded veterans. I think if you can do that with your argument, it’s a bad argument.

I assume it went something like that, plus Noth’s predispotion to rape.

Not to beat the whole “I’m always talking about Conan” thing to death, but Dinklage and Lena Heady were on an episode of that bit where Conan does video games, and Heady gave him some shit during a “Halo” match or whatever and the camera cut to Dinklage’s face scrunched up in concentration.

In game terms, “John Wick” fixed my dopamine like “Max Payne.” Which is praise.

I got into Super Dave later, discovering him as a “Late Night” kid, but my favorite Super Dave joke was that Super Dave cared so much to keep the public safe by staging death-defying stunts on his own property, which eventually encompassed a giant compound complete with a racing track and a crash safety testing…

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