mmmm-again
Mmmm
mmmm-again

the event ends with a torch song (I think? I couldn’t really make out the French lyrics).”

Is yer gonna make a Tomelette.

I’d have had Barq’s and Fitz’s at 1-2, or at the outside 2 of the best 4, before I even clicked the thread.

Mine was ‘that’s not your daddy, that’s CGI baby.’

Now playing

A little engineering background on the chemistry/physic/metallurgy of a stent

Oh, perhaps that’s not Alan, . . that’s Steve.

“It takes Eli 40 years to give Judy a shot, and then when she confronts him about it taking so long, he immediately says he knew he couldn’t trust her.”

that what grownup woman panties do . . .

Charcuterie!! On an effin Yacht!!

The bit about the ‘chicken’ in the other room squawking, only for Dee to show up at the door, was solid and surprising, . . . or solid because of the element of surprise, or something. . . . It was funny.

Titular doesn’t really seem apropos, given the level of input from the genius of game master Spencer. . . .

The titular Dan Harmon?

Aaaaand, he’s gone. . . .

Maybe if you weren’t going . . . . COMMANDO!!!

The best part about Ross’ is that it escalates.  Click the sofa more than once . . . 

‘Liz encounters snow?!?!’

The Baja Chalupa leapt to mind the instant I began reading the article.

I’m utterly convinced that Roger Miller’s ‘Arkansas’ from Big River was in their minds when they wrote this

I loved the ambiguity of following that up with ‘love you so much, son.’

Between having a decent memory, and the escalating quality and breadth of entertainment, I think I’ve exited the era of burnout. Rewatches are rare. Even deep relistens of music are rare. If I’ve seen something and can recall the broad strokes, it’s hard to justify a 10th or 100th watch of even a classic when there’s