The Bruichladdich Rocks is my favorite value whiskey.  God, do I love it so.  Also, the packaging is quite handsome.

I'm thirding the votes for Del Maguey, even though it can be spendy as hell (the local liquor stores sell it for between $50-$70 a bottle depending on the style/village)

I drink campari and orange juice spritzers just because I like the color.

and then you start singing and all bets are off.

@avclub-011d0b4fe6835bb3d37ef4e0ea713de6:disqus I always assumed giving suggestions was the polite thing to do.  Better than faking it, anyway.  Besides, how else are you going to learn how to do amazing sex type things if you don't get feedback/suggestions?  
*Porn doesn't count.

I'm making paleo nutella stuffed chocolate chip cookies.  Hooray for Mr. Donut's weird ass diet.

I remember watching Looking for Mr Goodbar as an adult and being traumatized and pissed off.

I remember watching the reissue of Bambi.  I spent a week bawling my eyes out and trying to use the fact that I was really sad to extort things from my parents.

You forgot reposts of things George Takei finds amusing.  Facebook is huge on that.

Does he play the lute?  Because then he'd be magical.

I want to bully the BBC to make a Dark Is Rising mini-series.

I'm still wondering where Pepper Potts gets her sports bras.  Mine barely make it through a work out.

their was a script for another Buckley project floating around in the ether for a while.  It definitely subscribed to the "but he's a total genius, so all the stalkery things he did to his girlfriends/questionable meltdowns etc.  mean you can't judge, pleb" mode of biopic.  Hazarding a guess: he was a good interview.

2/3 of those are remakes of British shows.  Maybe he should stop taking those?

@LJo1:disqus  Cashews are weirdly sweet and taste weird salty.   Also got into some weird vegan cashew derived nonsense during a phase and can't eat them any more.

That book lead me to a year long flirtation with focusing on medieval history in college. Eleanor was sexy, smarter than both her husbands, grandmother to bunch of royal families, and more or less managed to get away with sleeping with whomever she wanted.

mighty.  oh god, was it mighty.

Meh.  I've dated short dudes and crazy tall dudes and honestly personality matters more.  As long as he isn't royally screwed up about his height and avoids double breasted suits, he'll be fine.

Art at this particular Roscoes:  A painting (probably on velvet) of Tupac, Biggie, Jam Master J, Left-Eye, and Aaliyah as angels, all staring in different directions.

@ColdGottoBe:disqus  This is not a blazer, but I'd buy it for Donut Man in a heartbeat if I lived in a place that had weather.  http://www.nau.com/mens/cat…