Cynthia Gibb made me a man. Not in person, but in my imagination. Thank you, Cynthia.

We're in for more of this shit depending on how the 2016 Election goes.

People keep very tidy in the game, that's why it's not called World of SLOB-craft.

I got chicken.

While I like the Eagles, The Dude is onto something. For a band that was ostensibly mellow for the most part, they rarely seemed relaxed. Like Type A people pretending at being Type B people. I can only to listen to 2-3 songs of theirs at a time without getting stressed out.

Watched this with the family a few days after Rickman's death. Both kids enjoyed it a lot. The humor and affection still come through.

Wonder Woman V. Kaiser Wilhelm

Aslan: Furry Road

"Eat this rabbit shit, in remembrance of me. And be mindful of your sins as you dig out the little grass fibers from between your teeth the rest of the day. Amen."

But is Doctor Who going to be playing a doctor at W.H.O. again?

He was. The series climaxed with the line: "Dude, I'm Chuck Bass. Even Europeans must know what that means."

DUDE! Did Axl sign your fat dude G'n'R hockey jersey, too? AWESOME!

We joined the show at the mid-point of season two, and the best way to keep interest in the series was to pretend Chuck Bass was the hero.

It was deucedly difficult to keep clothing clean at the time. Much easier to focus on simply keeping your murder cult robes and hood clean, then you could wear whatever grimy stuff you wanted underneath.