I liked it, too. I wasn't all nerd-zasperated by the whole Khan reveal, and going to see it was a positive memory in itself. (My wife and I were in the middle of a cross-country move from DC to Seattle and saw it at a shitty theater in North Dakota.)

My mother-in-law just finished her last round of chemo and is due for surgery next month. She and my father-in-law are well-to-do and have good insurance, but I'm still a little worried about them financially. They're both still a few years from retirement.

Decaying flowers are breeding grounds for bacteria and are sometimes not allowed in certain hospital departments, or for people who have just had major surgery and are at heightened risk of infection. If you were actually wondering.

Dude, so did I! But Red Dawn had been out for several years and my work was clearly derivative, but only from the back-cover description on the VHS box at the video store. My parents never let me watch it.

I was in the Middle East this fall in a place where I couldn't stream the new episodes, and luckily had the foresight to un-follow AMC and the Walking Dead on Facebook and even hid a couple friends who would notoriously live-blog the shows. When I got back and was about to start binge-watching all of them, I posted on…

Exactly. But I was in the middle of season 2 at the time (if I remember right — this was in late 2007) and all that buildup doesn't start until season 3.

Lost: I was two seasons behind and catching up with the DVDs before streaming was really a thing. I was telling my then-girlfriend's roommate's friend that I was getting really into it, and she says, "oh man, I cried when Charlie died!" With some of the plot buildup before that, I probably could have guessed, but it…

My wife and I were laughing pretty consistently throughout, especially fantasy-Ted's block of instruction on accuracy. Season 9 has otherwise been pretty groan-worthy.

Go Eagles! WONK WONK WONK!

A cop buddy of mine called it "legit," which is pretty high praise for shows in that community.

I gave her my heart, she gave me a pen.

I think that scene in "My Own Private Idaho" was near Kinnear Park/the Queen Anne Greenbelt. I don't think there's a Prospect Park in Seattle.

I'm inspired to rewatch it with my wife now, too. I loved this movie in high school, was probably more awkward than Lloyd, and not as successful with the Diane Courts of the world as he was. Although my wife and I are sort of like grown-up versions of Lloyd and Diane, I don't think we've ever watched it together.

Even the attorneys doing the plea deal. I was struck by that when I was a teenager — wait, he's not going to trial? Having since worked in criminal justice, I know that's usually how stuff ends up, but seeing it wrapped up with such casual banality was eye-opening for me.

I still quote this! And hardly anyone ever gets it.

This pleases me, secularly.

I was thinking it'd be more like thrice-divorced Han Solo continuously showing up drunk at the Galactic Senate. Maybe "Galactic Seed" Kenobi will appear in ghost form with tips on avoiding support payments.

No rivers, per se, but a series of locks and raisable bridges that allow passage between the Puget Sound and Lake Washington/other interior bodies of water. Although, on further reflection, I think there is a riverboat-themed casino nearby on an Indian reservation.

There is a VCR in my building's exercise room. I know this because a 40-something neckbeard in short-shorts was watching a tape recording of "Agents of SHIELD" while using the elliptical. (That was the only episode of that show I've ever seen.) My mind was abuzz with possible origin stories for this gentleman.

The Killing was what I first thought, too, but I couldn't remember what its title sequencing looked like. Plus, that'd be a pretty obscure reference, but I wouldn't put that past Community.