We played so much tag and hide and seek at Fred Meyer, and that age was wheelhouse. Mission 1: identify the Fred Meyer.

Needs more Steve Blackman.

Yes, turning him into a publicity hound as he's still the most dogged pursuer of the truth is an odd look, as they're not doing anything with it except making him look fallible.

And she talked shit about the mattress, when he put his heart into that guest bedroom!

"Piano in the Dark", Brenda Russell. I get disappointed 95% of the time I think I'm going to get to hear it, because it opens the same as "Feels Like Heaven" by Peter Cetera.

So it's Marc Maron and Alison Brie on Netflix about women's wrestling?

One problem with 5 is that you could lift "Jason" out entirely, and stage the exact same slasher movie based on the idea that the murder that starts the film could drive someone to seek vengeance on troubled youth.

That was Part 3.

Hey, that groove isn't going to jam itself.

Surely, the cinematic genius of "other guy from Catfish" can and must again be given voice… umm, sight?

That movie sucked at 150 beats per minute.

All the best movies are about DJs.

VP-WR BTTM.

There's never really a bottom, is there?

Another day working at Marshall's, huh?

A ninja whose tip you have to cover is a stinja.

Doesn't matter, it's still Roberta Flack and Inuit throat singing, will be three weeks from now, too.

A train station.

Dynamic table.

Hey, we all got different things out of Space Jam.