I HAVE THE HIGH GROUND.

It’s hard to re-watch it even today. I still get all excited when they’re circling each other on those little hoverboards over the lava lake, and I still get so disappointed at the total failure of that line and how it takes all the air out of that scene, especially in response to McGregor’s work immediately before it…

Pray tell, are your thoughts and digressions, which I can only assume follow similar lines to the one above, available somewhere on the information superhighway (which, though well-known as a haven for overwrought, I’ll-informed screeds, I still find myself perusing on a frequent basis) on a “weblog” or other sort of…

I laughed so hard, in a packed movie theater, at that line. Couldn’t help it. Felt like a jerk, too, since it’s supposed to be the climactic scene!

“Only a Sith deals in absolutes.”

To pen an authentic and intellectual cinema review – the kind worthy of publication in America’s snootiest airport magazine – one must remember to include countless, such as it were, asides and clauses, seemingly without a purpose other than rendering one’s prose an inarticulate gruel of half thoughts, all while…

So maybe a reason Perry wanted this: the department of energy pours all kinds of research money into a number of high profile labs. These labs are mostly managed by the University of California (someone has to provide the research infrastructure and cheap grad student labor). A number of years ago UT put in a bid to…

Kind of a low ranking for the Fridge. At a minimum, I’m sure he’s well versed in EnergySTAR certification, which has to count for something at DOE.

Perrys Who Should Run the Department of Energy, Ranked

Think about it this way. If you wanted to absolutely not build functional nukes (or anything else), then Rick’s a pretty decent choice.

3 bedroom, 2 1/2 bath, big dining room, big kitchen, bonus room/man cave, big back yard, 2 car garage, 14 hours from NYC. $1100 month mortgage.

They’re both way better than Pennsylvania and/or Delaware.

I was actually referring to Camden rather than Newark.

Sounds like somebody’s never been to the Ironbound!!

I’m pretty sure he’s actually a cocker spaniel.

New Jersey is a fucking dump, but its one saving grace is that the Turnpike makes it as easy as humanly possible to escape the dump as fast as humanly possible. Comparing it to the BW Parkway is like comparing Acela to a horse and buggy.

Anyway, if I’m putting any antlers on the table, they’re gonna be real. None of these poseur antlers for me. I’m taking down Bambi’s mom and then making her head the centerpiece of my turkey dinner.

As an official White Person From Connecticut™, I can brook much of this ribbing in good humor. My tartans and cakes and mug toppers will survive this onslaught of Magaryisms. My holiday good cheer will continue apace and my cup will runneth over with nasty-ass truffle oils while I listen to the Non-specific Winter…

They’re yet another sign of Russia’s infiltration and perversion of American values.

Dear Ina,