Hey, at least one song title sounds like a line from Godfather 3.  That’s...nothing at all.  

I mean, I’m still upset that he copied my trademark handshake, but still, a great loss.

I just hope whoever else is involved respects Dan Harmon’s genius and dies protecting his vision. No, literally, I hope that, I’m a total sociopath.  

Jeffrey Jones.  Ugh. 

Dua Lipa is simply not fair.  Like, you can’t Dua Lipa like that.  It’s against the law or something.  

And it don’t look good.  

For split second I read the initial headline as being about Vince Gilligan and I became deeply, deeply sad.

I’m just gonna type the words “butter flavoring” and leave you all to work that out.  

Apparently the music for Boys was written by Mike Campbell of the Heartbreakers.  He pitched it to Petty who didn’t think it was right for what I guess would have been Southern Accents.  Would have been interesting to hear that version.  

Rewatching The Green Knight has become a holiday tradition for me.  Enhanced by certain...holiday treats.  

“A little voice inside my head said, ‘Don’t look back, you can never look back.’”

Thriller is from 1982. 

Oh god that poor kid.  Did nothing wrong and his life is changed forever.  Wonder if Coward was at a point where he shouldn’t have been driving in general and no one had intervened.

The show doesn’t have a place in the world today. A lot of the politics don’t play well and the aspirational aesthetic is too goddamn depressing. You couldn’t update it either because the world of the West Wing could not have possibly turned into the monstrosity we’re dealing with now. Any political drama meant to…

Thank you for ending the conversation. This stuff is a lot more fun if you actually make some points for discussion beyond just stating your own superiority to the hive mind.

Part timers club.

Don’t go changin’ to try to please me. 

You gotta like Zanzibar.  I mean, no you don’t, but I do.  

Yay-yay-yaaaaaaay oooooh!  

The call interrupts him as he records his Bruce Springsteen podcast of course.