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I for one am outraged, as this is outrageous. 

The comic books can continue forever, essentially. You can swap writers, artists, characters, timelines, hit reset buttons, start entirely new storylines, call back to old ones, and the investment is relatively low, both for the publisher and the audience.

Question - is it acceptable to just be done with the MCU, meaning I have no desire to see anything else from the studio, while also not retroactively shitting on everything I’ve enjoyed to day? Is it OK to say, I enjoyed Phases 1-3, and still enjoy those movies, but I’m done. I seem to get a lot of hate on both sides.

We used to go there a lot when the kids were younger. They have a playground. And I’ll be honest, for as half-assed as Waterloo Icehouse is, their plain old cheeseburger with tots is perfectly great.

Man, I haven’t eaten at Casino since I used to play in a band. They’re good and bloody, but honestly I preferred the burgers at Jackalope.

The same reason we still consider Alamo Drafthouse local. Started here, based here, mostly here. It’s Austin.

San Antonio whips our ass with a bamboo cane when it comes to tacos.

Austin is known as a BBQ town, but I honestly think there are SO MANY amazing burger places that hamburgers should be our calling card.

I like them.

I remember it well, but only because top to bottom it was one of the most cynical, unenjoyable films I’ve ever watched.

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You can imply he’s racist because he’s been on camera for years being racist.

As the regional chains go, Culver’s wins every time. I just don’t get In N Out’s clout at all. The burgers are fine.

It was obvious that Chabon had written the series to end with Picard and Data dying together, and continuing their voyage into the unknown. It was sweet and a perfect ending for both characters.  Then the whole Picard is now an android thing happened and Jesus. What?

After Insurrection, Nemesis, The last two seasons of Picard, and Kurtzman-Trek in general, I’m not trying to be a dick when I say I just don’t believe you.

Whenever we’d go to Dallas to visit my grandma we’d all go out for a big, fancy dinner, and always at Steak & Ale. I suppose the equivalent these days is one of those smaller chain steakhouses like Saltgrass, which are fine for what they are. But there was something especially 1970s about the Tudor-theme and adherence

King of the Hill visited my hometown, too.

I’m honestly surprised chain restaurants aren’t riding the same wave of GenX nostalgia as everything else. We’d start going back to Pizza Hut if they reinstalled the red cups, booths and lampshades. We’d take our kids to McDonalds if it resembled the same restaurant we went to as a kid and not an airport magazine

Greene is clearly more intelligent that Boebert, yet is still not as smart as the lady who rant the video store where I worked the summer after my freshman year of college. She had a pet deer named Stinky and would regularly cook the payroll books so I never got overtime.

At the conveyor belt sushi place here in Austin, it’s impossible to remove a plate and reinsert it because there’s a cover over the plate that won’t go back down without some sort of special tool, and aint nobody taking a plate if the cover is up.

Oh, it’s shady as hell, and if the dealership is telling people, “YES, you absolutely have approved financing and the car is yours,” then it should be illegal with serious consequences. But if they’re just saying, “Don’t worry about it, go ahead,” then the consumer definitely bears some responsibility. Every consumer