I fucking loved the first season. I'm sad to hear that Aubrey is going to have a diminished role, but in Hawley I trust.

I'd watch a show about Jeff Foxworthy now, struggling with being unable to come up with a new shtick. All in black and white and set to a sad jazz soundtrack.

O'Neal is a legit good writer. He is a snark assassin, but his serious stuff (his struggle with addiction), his political stuff and, especially, his obituaries are spot fucking on.

I found the opposite. I watch the first episode and I was like BOW! *makes bug eyes and shakes* then it just wears off in less than an hour and I've spent the rest of the episodes chasing it, man. Anyway, you want to buy these speakers? Twenty bucks.

It is easily the best thing about the show.

The second Hodges book, Finders Keepers, is the best one. That's not saying much, but it is readable.

Six Flags makes some scary fucking coasters. You'd think Kingda Ka, the goddamn 110-mile per hour rocket that send you to the top of the loop would be the pants shittingliest one. But, no, Superman, man. Superman is scary as fuck because it is sloooow. And you are dangling hard against your restraint. All of your body…

Hannity may be the most stupid right-wing political pundit, and that is really saying something,

I always leave stuff in the walls during remodels.

The Comcast Building in Philly looks exactly like I would imagine an evil corporate building would look like. Just this monolith. I think Paul Verhoeven designed it.

DUALITY MAN. It's like the helmet in full metal jacket with "Born to Kill" and a peace sign on it. You were deeper than Stanley Fuckin' Kubrick.

I have a warm bed to sleep in, a warm person to sleep next to and good food on the table. I guess I'm a simple man, because I'm perfectly content.

I exercised a lot in active addiction - like an unhealthy amount. I would use it to justify my drinking and drugging. "I RAN FIVE MILES AND LIFTED WEIGHTS AND DID 100s OF PUSHUPS AND CRUNCHES. I DESERVE THIS FIFTH OF WHISKY."

Eh, things are alright. We have music and movies and good art. We can laugh with friends sometimes too.

Hey now, I'm a Christian and mental health services (and a 12-step fellowship) saved my life in the last 14 months or so

I think they sent all of the dope heads on the Amtrak tracks to the Soylent Factory earlier this summer.

You know when people kill themselves and everyone reacts by posting things about not being afraid to ask for help and reach out?

I'm super, unreasonably sad about this.

Those legs tho.

Meh, MTV ska gave us Gwen Stefani who, at least, has been super fucking hot for like 25 years now.