I liked the Burn Notice solution: Just act like you’re absolutely insane – break a bottle, brandish a bar stool. Like you’re not someone with which to be fucked. I don’t actually recommend that tactic, but I like it, because it’s hilarious.

They think the “wrong” people are the reasons for their troubles.

No, did the same and now I am deeply disappointed.

Not to downplay her efforts in any way, but because it’s too funny not to share: it’s not the first time a “cosplayer” has run for office.

You’re still doing it. Relevance ≠ recognizability OR fame. That was my point.

I think you are conflating “fame” with “relevance”. Ali’s name and face are instantly recognizable to an enormous percentage of the population over a wide demographic spread. That’s what “fame” means. Like, you wouldn’t dispute that Elvis Presley or Marilyn Monroe are famous – despite having been dead and irrelevant…

Actual like danger trouble, opposed to parental trouble? Probably the head-on collision with a moving car while riding my bicycle on the wrong side of the road.

Yeah, that’s a pretty good example.

I, too, wonder who the fuck that guy was.

...yeaaaaahhhh that makes a little too much sense. I mean, I think the busboys are normally the delivery method, and she did seem genuinely distressed that I hadn’t got my food yet – BUT she was also not very attentive so I’m kind of inclined to buy into your theory.

I liked Simpsons well enough. Delightfully silly and grotesque. Pretty much everything you want out of Treehouse. The bit where Bart is too dumb to get powers cracked me up but also made me a little sad. Sideshow’s line to the tune of “20-odd years of trying to kill a 10-year-old boy have finally paid off” was…

Last night I went to get dinner in Los Feliz, which was surprisingly busy on a Sunday night. Every place was utterly slammed, with lines, even. Except one place, a fairly well appointed sports bar on the south end of the trendy area. They had a decent menu but hardly anyone in the dining area. And they had some TVs…

Burneko’s argument was well-written and logical (which is not to say I’m in full agreement), but Magary’s is hilarious. It’s hard to pick a clear winner in this debate.

“But I can read my mind...”

Meyer has always been all about the onanism though, hasn’t she?

I haven’t got an encyclopedic memory of BCO, but that story stood out and made me want to subscribe to his newsletter on the strength of the writing alone.

Every one of these contributors is my fucking hero today.

Well...one time I found pubes in my quesadilla. A bit too late, I might add.

I’m not a Korra literally anything — have not watched, read, heard, etc. anything about it — but that is objectively beautiful and brilliant.

I bet that lady totally fell for the left-handed burger prank, too.