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I haven’t read the books and don’t know George R.R. Martin’s original characterization of Cersei

Or Nazis. Or the genocide of Native Americans. Or umm... the entire history of everything? One of those Room 237 theories somehow made even less sense than all the rest of them.

I remember scarf-tying videos from my 1980s childhood. Women were entering the white-collar workforce in huge numbers and there was some kind of unspoken decree that they needed to have a feminine version of the necktie—watch old movies from that era like 9 to 5 and notice how a majority of women have some kind of

I liked the second episode of Articles of Interest even more, which started out with a midwestern lesbian who had transferred to the Bay Area griping about straight people “appropriating” traditional lesbian fashion (plaid flannel shirts), only for Avery Trufelman to point out that lesbians had appropriated it from

The Disaster Artist doesn’t have anything to say about The Room’s cult. It’s about Greg Sestero’s relationship with Wiseau and about the making of the movie. The book ends at the premiere, before the movie has even begun. The movie had that dumb tacked on scene where everyone is laughing their ass off at the terrible

Why this particular asshole? Because the GOP doesn’t have time to start over with a slightly-less-problematic Federalist Society pick and get him or her confirmed before the midterms, and there is a very, very* slim chance that Democrats might gain a majority in the Senate. So Brett “Fighting on a Boat in Rhode

Yes, it was in the little “about the episode” featurette after the show. Apparently she came to the set and took some photos when they told her they wanted to base a character on her and asked to use her photos of the period, and they decided it would be fun to have her in a cameo.

Line of the night: Harvey yelling the classic Jewish grandpa outburst “I should die of boils!” when asked to pay an independent writer.

Fiji Water? I can hear the QAnon dipshits jizzing on their keyboards from here. I wouldn’t be at all shocked to learn West believes in that dumbness conspiracy, actually, it’s the kind of stupid insanity that’s square in his wheelhouse. I’m amazed he’s not a flat earther, too.

Most fruity or nutty liqueurs can be added to whipped cream (2 tbsp per cup of cream) to give your dessert toppings a fun flavor and bit of warmth. Last week I made a Nutella-orange chess pie; I used triple sec for the cream but could have also used Frangelico, which we also have. And most of them are also good

So I’m not the only person who cracked up at that line? I don’t know why it was so funny!

Uh, I got that. I was just going with your theme.

I’m an Android user and my phone kept trying to autocorrect swears for the first few dozen uses. It still does it for swears I don’t use very often. I like to joke that my phone was programmed by Mormons.

Mild swearing on Carpool Karaoke is totally incompatible with “familial bonds and healthy emotional relationships”? Oh my heck!

Something to watch with the kids!... in between furiously beating off to porn, which Utah is one of the biggest consumers of.

Shelhamer reiterated that space suits are not lined with carbon material, and that even if they were, it would be for adding strength to the suit—not for monitoring vital signs.

You’ll have to ask them to put it on a postcard and mail it to you, because they got kicked off the internet for being shitty human beings.

I’m currently reading The Onion Field by Joseph Wambaugh, and while it’s very good, there’s always an unpleasant “Ugh, this is reminding me that James Woods exists; sucks” thought at the back of my head whenever I pick it up.

Literally all I remember about this movie—other than “poker”—is Martin Landau’s character at one point drinks neat, room temperature gin, a thought so repulsive to me that it has apparently seared itself into my brain forever. I’d sooner drink bleach, provided it at least had some juice in it.

Constantine also had one of screen’s best portrayals of Satan in Peter Stormare, barefoot and wearing an all-white suit. It helps that he only shows up at the end and doesn’t overstay his welcome.