Sepinwall's notion that Lynch might have been getting cold feet seems sadly feasible.

It's enough to make a person cynical about anything good ever happening again.

Oh, by the way, twitter is muttering things about the Showtime/Twin Peaks deal being dead. The alleged source is "cast members".

I wanted to get the sour taste of the Happy Endings twitter debacle out of my mouth, so I started rewatching it. I'm halfway through season two, and I've reached the point where seeing the Happy Butt in the credits no longer triggers a Pavlovian anger reaction. (Also, Knighton and Cuthbert were better in season one…

Forget it, Jake. It's bath salts.

YABBA DABBA DOO!

What people?

EMF opening for Jesus Jones is a concert I definitely attended and can remember nothing of despite the fact that I wasn't taking drugs yet.

*nods approvingly*

Well, it can't do much running now…

I have no Full House nostalgia to be trampled, so I'm gonna go with "mild headache".

I'll take that one for the team.

I would literally rather get stomach flu than try to watch Derek.

(I have mixed feelings about his Kimmy Schmidt episode. It's the weakest of those I've watched so far. But it also has my favorite joke of the show to this point, and I presume it's feasible that he wrote it.)

Hardy-har-har.

Kansas' "Dust in the Wind" is playing while I, a 42 year-old man, shop for comics. God has just told me to kill myself.

Anyone looking at Lon Zimmet's twitter might say the same thing.

The most recent episode was directed by Jim Rash and Fat Nixon.

Bitches be doublin' down:

I'm not on mobile, but I absolutely believe you.