Dodai, you should know: the Internet is for porn.

I often dream of trains when I'm alone

It's too bad those neighbors didn't drop you down a well when they had a chance. Next time I see them at one of our famous conspiracy meetings, we'll have to fix that.

When James Franco pontificates, all I can visualize is Busy Philipps rolling her eyes and saying, "Daniel!"

This is actually pretty similar to what the real "Sister Ingalls" did, IIRC. It's in the book. In fact, the actual nun insisted that Kerman use her real name and real crime in the book, while every other character inside was fictionalized slightly. Whatever she did, it was more shocking than what the character on…

She should write it under my name. For purposes of the royalty checks, that's a capital "H," capital "I," and capital "C," no spaces between the words.

Um, desert with Claire Underwood? Leave your phone at home.

Yeah? Sez you.

Law School, 1986. End of the first year, the day after finals, I went out drinking with a couple of friends and one of our professors, went home with the professor for what might have been a one-night stand, except that we met again a week later when I was back in town, and then a few days after that, and then a few…

This movie treats Michael B. Jordan worse than Bodie and Poot did.

How many here have been at an execution in the United States? Show of hands?

Mallrats.

I'm also a sibling. My sister is employable (in the '60's, "educable" vs. "trainable") but her SSI is enough for her to pay her bills and live comfortably enough without her working. So, she doesn't work.

Before I read the story, I was offering to marry her to get her father off her back (an offer heard by me and anyone else who can hear me in my home office, i.e., only me), but then I saw that she's already married, so that plan is out the window.

Colorado Springs. Of course.

Except, that the Scarecrow REALLY was the brains behind the operation.

Really. Run, baby, run.

I had this very conversation with my ex-wife this past week. I told her that we are dating, because we do things that people who were not together for 23 years do and call a date, and she says we are not. I live in an apartment that she picked out, half a block from what-used-to-be our house. Five years…

"Help, Powerpuff Girls!"

Mesozoic Murdering of My Vagina.