You're a gross little man. I'm sorry your life is so miserable, that must be a bummer.

I've wondered since S2 if the final scene of the final episode is going to take place on the morning of 9/11/2001.

The scenes with Joan broke my heart. I've endured nothing on the scale of what she has, but I've had my battles with sexual harassment and broad-brush sexist behavior that I was and am powerless to stop. The impotent rage is really quite something, and about four years ago knocked me sideways so badly that I…

Fishburne was Cowboy Curtis on the old Pee Wee Herman show. Not only can he do comedy, he can do absurdist slapstick.

I almost peed myself. That was amazing. Also, the "Population: zero toilet-babies" (and the continuation of Zoe having her own toilet-baby, and Dre and Bow being toilet-grandparents.)

I finally got around to reading "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" — well not so much reading as listening to it being read by Tom Mison on YouTube — and was absolutely tickled unto death to realize how many of Ichabod's idiosyncrasies are in-jokes taken directly from the book, from how often they highlight his long…

"Well, actually…"

Holy shit, its the guy from Ballykissangel! I never would have guessed that in a million years.

One of the actors called it "Trojan Norse" on Instagram. I thought that was cute.

Lots of thoughts on this episode but I'm sick and don't want to type them all out, so I'll say the most important one:

Yeah, I'm getting the feeling he's angling for the best of both worlds here. He cashed in on the TV rights, he's orders of magnitude more famous than he was previously (which was still pretty well-known), and he still gets to hold onto his cred by distancing himself from the thing he knew was going to happen as soon…

No…

Chicken feet are gelatinous and I find them difficult to eat with all the tiny bones that you have to eat around. Its basically a fried-chicken-skin delivery system, which would be fine ordinarily but the bones are so thin that they start to dissolve into pure collagen and get a little to jello-y for my liking.

Somerville? Are we neighbors?

Because its sexy as hell. Do we need another reason?

Gary Lightbody's singing of "John O'Hazeldean" was exceptional.

Shaolin Soccer openly jokes about the stunts being wire-work, a reference to movies that came out much earlier than it did.

That was hands-down the best Jessica rant of the season. Every sentence out of her mouth was an order of magnitude weirder than the previous one, and the punchline just knocked me over (person below posted it.)

Shaolin Soccer is f-ing AWESOME. We've all heard of Stephen Chow from Kung-Fu Hustle, but for my money Shaolin Soccer is the better of the two.

Or at least partake of some of the samples of party favors the must certainly have lying around. I've had many phone calls where I'm thinking "Can't you just take like half a Xanax, just to take the edge off?"