I kind of love all the childhood trauma caused by this that I'm reading about because I personally had unexplained nightmares about giant awful blue people for years until I saw someone using it as the backdrop of their DJ set at an art gallery thing I was at in my mid 20s at which I finally found out what it was.

I just found most of the new season very milquetoast and blandly TV-like when compared to Fringe or any other crazy sci-fi show that descended from it. Like it was shoehorning a very nineties story into 2016 and it didn't work for me at all.

I played 4 or so hours of this with (the very useful for not impulse buying potentially iffy games service) EA Access and while it does have merit I just felt no connection to any one or anything in the game world as it all looks like a giant futuristic airport sparsely populated by stationery poorly textured…

I did that for awhile but quickly realized I would rather be doing PVP in a game where it isn't a poorly implemented afterthought.

While playing I kept waiting for the big twist that The Division were actually bad guys and I was doing some sort of ethnic cleansing for them after they released the virus, but nope.

I'm really glad this went to FX - despite being excited about the Fargo pedigree I was imagining smart ideas with stupid implementation like Almost Human or Gotham.

I have recurring nightmares about things like hair and rusty nails and other stuff his movies are full of getting in my mouth - he seems to have a Lynchian ability to be memorably disturbing.

His version of Alice in Wonderland (Neco z Alenky) should not be watched on drugs.

Season 2 was visually stunning but I think they overestimated how much anyone gives a shit about dirty Los Angeles land deals. Chinatown is still pretty tough to beat in that regard.

At 6'9 he can also be a last minute substitute in for Krang's body suit thing if they run out of money.

I enjoyed thundering through Infinite the first time but it had a real 'that's it?' feeling by the end. It's about what I'd expect from a game ostensibly about ideas where one of your first interactions is shoving your whirling hook glove in someone's face and then watching expected result as it splatters all over you.

I saw them at a free summer show at Millennium Park a few years ago and had a lot of fun. I highly recommend them.

So are we all outraged because a bunch of content starved aggregators reported this as news and it turned out to be fake?

I just read that. Stellar book.

Duke's real name was Conrad Hauser. #pedantry

They could hand wave that away as simply being how 47 sees the world - nothing but threats and opportunities.

One of my favorite things about this show is that a sitcom that is ostensibly about Will Forte being insufferable does not necessarily have to be this ambitious or visually stunning, but it goes the distance anyway.

His knees alone would be totally done after two nights of Batmanning even discounting the sort of training he put himself through and various other injuries.

I've never been able to love Howard Chaykin's faces. They've always looked like more like Mort Drucker caricatures than people.

"Quick Scully, we have to jump into Skinny Glenn Beck's time machine before the Illuminati makes Hitler admit the Holocaust happened!"