Yeah, fuck blowing up Langley. It turns out the 2008 financial meltdown was Abu Nazir's real endgame.

I've been to Seville.

It was a typo. He meant to write causal sex, as opposed to the nonconsequentialist type.

In economy class, where the shadows lie.

When you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back. Apparently, with some kind of eyeliner.

He's history's greatest monster!

They're waiting until his books are available in a more snortable format.

I'm pretty sure I want more too.

I think he's become Arys Oakheart's stand-in.

It would have to be a reasonably patient cat and not mind a few nasty cracks about the head.

So it turns out AA Dowd is as dour a music critic as he is a film critic. Who knew?

Dude didn't like Hawaii. Let's see how long he manages on location in Iceland before he quits…

I guess if the NZ government offers enough tax credits, they'll take a second swing at anything.

It's a Care Bear reboot. Dark and gritty, like the Galactica one.

What did St Patrick say as he was driving the snakes out of Ireland?

wait, to *re* imagine St Patrick as a badass warrior-priest?

I'm pretty sure the windows need fixing.

Were you talking to me?

"I doubt that Herman Melville had an editor—if he had, that editor would have told him to get rid of all that boring stuff about whaling: ‘Cut to the chase, Herman’,” Moore said"

He heard about the new book. He jazzed. He svitzed.