My grandmother was born in the rural south of the 20s, and had never seen an escalator until we took her to a mall in the early 90s.  To boot she wasn’t the most ambulatory in her later years, and she got one foot on the contraption and just froze.  Teen me had to think quick and pick her off her feet and put her on…

I’m sure there’s some story behind whatever Fennec was drinking, but it looked for all the world like a Supersize Powerade.

TPS reports, . . ummm yeah. . . . 

Howard Stern has a rapid-fire medley he cajoled out of them in-studio that he would play as an intro to his show periodically over the years. It’s always been one of my favorite starts to a day.

Ha, got it from the title, short of the accent at the end [which I confess is canon]. Came here to post a guess of ‘MEEK-roh-waahv-uh.’

Lennon is a weird cul-des-sac of my personal experience because even though I was 9yo when he died, I never experienced a time when I knew who he was and he was alive. Parents took the TV out of the house when I started elementary school, and I spent my pre-teen years either playing in the woods, riding my bicycle…

Wow, the more things change . . .

The despair of the proletariat.

Are you suggesting that Big Sky has the same ambition of veracity and rigor that Simons intended for The Wire?

Love my stew beef-style.  It stinks, but it tastes great!!

“even when he plays a bad guy he never has that cold, detached menacing unemotional”

You mean a patented Geralt of Rivia ‘Fuck . . . .’?

Chappelle told someone WHO WOULD LIKE TO MAKE MONEY OFF HIM GOING FORWARD that something makes him feel bad.  Netflix didn’t make a decision out of compassion for Chappelle’s emotions.

Never touch your per diem!!

Probably better after Morning Brown.

Enjoyed the high plains bluegrassy riff on Carter Burwell’s original Fargo title flourish.

The essential elements of the sandwich, created apocryphally to facilitate meal consumption with one hand.

I’ll bet they spelled it ‘Chairman of the B-O-R-E-D’

Any relation to Turd Ferguson?

Twice in my life I can recall Joey’s ‘put the book in the freezer’ moment. Not so much scared as too het up emotionally to continue.