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An antacid.

I realize I'm biased as a Mountain Goats fan and all, but "Woke Up New" is an amazing and basically perfect song. Plus, its music video is directed by Rian goddamn Johnson, so you should click on this in service of both your ears and eyes. (Although, the wonderful visuals could distract you from the stunning lyrics,

Come on, let's be fair. Sometimes this is about the Community episode "Basic Sandwich," like…when you just mentioned it.

Lovefest: Music Reminder-athon

"Let's watch the astral bodies, as ours touch."

Absolutely nothing, to be honest. It's just that some situations…

The latter version is the only version any radio stations near me ever play. You're a lucky man.

Bill Withers' "Lean On Me" is like an old friend staying at your house for the weekend; greeting you when you get home with some hot chocolate and a copy of that movie you loved to watch together when you were younger. The We be jammin version is like someone burping loudly on your neck, and giving you a

I’m not gonna make comments about this show too often in these old reviews (especially when so many good folks have already covered where I’m at and moved on); but hey, I’ve got some time on my hands right now, so I’ll scribble something.

And the money's going to charity, too, right? It's a win for everybody. I'm sure Shinigami Apple Merchant isn't displeased, either.

And the wait for the gimmick upvote begins.

Holy shit please Decalogue. I need to see it.

attn Wallflower, I've just started The Shield these past couple days. I'd like to catch up to join in on a Solute discussion or two, but I don't know how long this whole thing'll take me. I'll submit my preliminary thank you here for the bits and pieces of your writing I've read, and the stuff I hope to read in the

I love that they thought so few people were going to be there that they only bought four sandwiches, but they couldn't even get that many people to fucking show up and eat.

Well, thank you for reminding me that I do, immediately before I go to sleep.

Dammit, Neil Sedaka was the one person I trusted not to try to drive me to the filthy, fiery loins of Satan!