I hear you, but having grown up in that area slightly later than the show was set, I think overall the attractiveness of the cast was only slightly inflated. Franco’s the obvious outlier, but I can think of people in my HS who basically looked like everyone else in the cast, at least in terms of how conventionally…

Wait a minute! Let me write that down on my arm!

The real treasure was the memories we forgot along the way.

His stage name wasn’t Eddie Creative Commons...

My son has a “Good Night, Pittsburgh” book that was a gift for his first birthday (we only lived there a year), and the illustration of Kennywood Amusement Park has a rat on one of the rides - not a cartoony anthropomorphic rat, just a rat. 

If there is not a scene of the old man repeatedly riding the racer and being in the car that finishes second every time, this movie squandered a perfect metaphor

that adjective doesn’t exist...  It’d be “Smurfing smurf people.”

*Marks Ruffalo

When a forgettable movie does poorly, I guess you could call it an “anti-matter bomb”.

I never got un-greyed. I’m sad.

Also, how fucking weird is it to see stories about the demise of Splinter and Deadspin on CNN?

I had guessed you were talking about the news side of things. I only wanted to state (one last time) how frigging good the interactions with the commentariat were, imperiled trolls notwithstanding.

You’re welcome.

Gawker left us precisely when it was needed the most. Splinter is leaving us precisely when we need it the most.

While I certainly appreciate this post and I’m genuinely glad that the Splinter staff got to do a proper farewell post, the fact that it’s coming weeks after G/O Media and Jim Spanfellatio unceremoniously suffocated the site with a pillow, followed by decapitating their marquee site is just the goddamn perfect turd on…

I prefer to toil in obscurity.

Let me get in on this action!!

I’m even more amazed that comments are allowed.

Thank you all and thank you for this. After Splinter was killed by idiot assholes, I never removed the icon from my fave sites and would periodically click on it, mostly as a sad little visit to the site that, before its untimely demise, I’d check OVER A DOZEN TIMES A DAY and miss so very much. I did today and found…

Eat shit, George.