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Mike Post was the go-to guy for a decent show theme in those years...

I consider that high praise. Thanks!

At my cousin's wedding, I sang the Love Boat theme song huffed up on helium.

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Any theme song that can get surly grump Bob Mould to sing it has got to be mentioned.

"Theme song to 'Jeers' (Where Everybody Calls You Names)"

I haven't yet watched True Detective (I know the basic details, I've chatted with my co-workers about it, it's been torrented and is in the queue to watch), BUT, as soon as I heard that Matthew McConaughey wasn't returning, I imagined this series would become like American Horror Story; a continuing series with like

Rihanna never did strike me as all that bright...

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should be required viewing for anyone moving to the Sunshine Coast

I had this problem, also. On vacation a few years ago, I'd forgotten my deodorant of choice, and asked my brother-in-law to pick some up at the pharmacy while he was in town. But I forgot to specify a brand, so he just bought what he uses, Mitchum unscented gel anti-perspirant.

maybe too much of the wrong kind of love... :/

Without entering creepy territory, I kinda predicted she'd overcome the painful awfulness that was Lost In Space and would have a huge career. I was wrong.

absolute, distilled Onion genius, right there.

I guess the hardest nut to crack is wilfull ignorance...

oh, fergawdsakes!

Shibby!

Don't know about other dudes here-abouts, but I love it when my wife calls me at work, to ask about something mundane, or just say 'Hi!' and I can tell from her voice that she's very recently jilled-off.**

"When I started masturbating as a kid, the only thing I knew was that it felt good. Period. I didn't know it had a name. I didn't know it was a thing. I certainly didn't talk to anyone about it."

It was. The Hip headlines both nights, and they were amazing. A lot of the guest bands were great, too.

After a particularly dusty and jerk-laden festival concert back in '93 ("Another Roadside Attraction," Markham Fairground), I swore off of them for good.