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It's genuinely amazing to hear two guys who are as good at lightning-quick improv pretend so convincingly to be so thoroughly awful at it, and to hear a guy who can own any room the way PFT does shift into frustrated straight-man mode. Masterful performances all around.

Sorry, I'm still coming down from the contact high of that CBB 4/20 show. Pretty sure I was absorbing THC right through my earbuds with that bunch of stoners in the room.

Every now and then Prince's people would send a release to the local press and invite everyone who cared to swing by out to Paisley Park, usually with no more than two or three days' notice. There'd be a "suggested donation" of $50, and there'd usually be no guarantee of a Prince show. Sometimes it'd be a dance party,

When I was writing for a music magazine in the mid-00s, we received a new Sir-Mix-a-Lot CD for review. It was about as forgettable as you'd think, but the highlight was a track called "Big Johnson," essentially an answer track to his signature song told from the ladies' perspective. It wasn't super good.

A few years ago Prince threw an impromptu pajama party and concert out at Paisley Park to celebrate the release of the "Breakfast Can Wait" video. I showed up at 1am, doors opened at 2 and Prince took the stage around 4:30 and put on one of the coolest shows I've ever seen. But more pertinent to this article, the

Weirdly, the part of this that bothers me most is having a lead character who's a New York cop named Tommy O'Malley.

Seeing how things worked out for most of the folks involved, I'm going to say that qualifies you as a visionary.

There are a fair number of Hmong farmers out in the Wyoming area, though likely not many in the town proper. Either way, I've spent enough time in that vicinity to presume that the local cops will probably be more occupied with meth and heroin busts today than with anything weed-related.

And as much as I love Rifftrax, I have to admit that references to, say, current pop music or memes sound a lot more palatable coming out of Jonah Ray or Baron Vaughan than they do coming from Bill Corbett.

When my kid was born, I remember thinking how amazing it was that he'd grow up seeing nothing surprising about a president of color or a same-sex wedding. Cut to six years later and I'm explaining the definition of "pussy" to him as we drive to first grade, because the president has necessitated exactly that

It isn't even that it's disastrously terrible, it's just plain not good. If it was all the same material delivered by lesser performers, I'd just call it forgettable and leave it at that. But knowing now what all of those people are capable of, it's almost painful to watch them get squandered like that. And it isn't

I was going to borrow a chainsaw from the neighbors but they'd all pulled up their anchors and sailed somewhere else.

We've watched bits of MST3K before - usually monster attack episodes like Beginning of the End - but the new Reptilicus had my kid busting a damn gut. If there was any doubt in my mind about the comeback being a good thing, it's gone now.

Yeah, I try not to be one of those parents who foists all of his childhood obsessions onto his kid, but at this point I think I have a pretty good understanding of his particular tastes and am able to introduce things that fall under that umbrella. At the moment we're into YouTube clips of David Letterman smashing

To hijack the topic slightly, I'd just like to say that I recently had the chance to watch "Cape Feare" with my 7-year-old, and that the experience of watching a child witness Sideshow Bob vs. the rakes for the first time is argument enough for human reproduction.

After watching clips of and hearing anecdotes about Kelsey Grammer Presents The Sketch Show, I will forever think of him as the man who lent his name and occasional presence to a program that pulled off the impressive feat of making Kaitlin Olson, Paul F. Tompkins, Mary Lynn Rajskub and Malcolm Barrett doing comedy

Not just an episode where the group was split along wealth lines, but an episode where the group was split along "can or cannot afford to attend a Hootie and the Blowfish concert" lines.

She may be the biggest John Lennon fan he's hosted. It's very funny how unprepared Hanford is to deal with that situation.

"Are there not fruit pies here, or…"
"We have them but they have no cultural significance."