But mostly no, because he’s going to die without finishing them.

Cool, the first half is already on Hulu. I know what I’m watching this week! Perhaps with a cocktail or seven.

I think she might be too emotionally unstable even for them, to be honest. I think their insurers might look at the videos of her screeching “MY LIFE IS RUINED!!!” and be like nah mang, we ain’t underwriting that. But they are desperate for younger viewers to replace the senile, drooling old bigots that make up their…

She got kicked off social media and can’t grift MAGA dipshits anymore. I’d say she has to get a real job, except she probably isn’t going to be able to do that, since any prospective employer that Googles her is going to nope out of that immediately.

If Stanley Kubrick had directed these episodes, it would be proof that the moon landing was faked, instead of an innocent set oopsie.

Last week a podcaster I like referred to Euron Greyjoy as “Evil Pacey” and I keep remembering that and laughing all over again.

My prediction was no one would sit on the Iron Throne and Westeros would revert to seven kingdoms; I’m gonna claim being half right.

“No, I’m storming in!”

I wouldn’t say it’s better or worse, just different. It’s a much simpler story, and it’s pretty self-contained, although he gave it an ending where he could have gone back if he’d wanted to. It’s more obviously for young children than The Talisman is, so I don’t know if an adult who never read it as a kid would get…

He’s for sure not going to be hurting for money, unless he has a crippling addiction to Fabergé eggs or something.

No one sits on the stupid throne. Westeros goes back to being seven separate kingdoms, and the average Westerosi can finally raise sheep or bake pies and get drunk down at the pub without fighting stupid, endless civil wars and/or getting burned alive.

So the literal Nazi who calls progressives “snowflakes” and “pajama boys” (whatever the fuck that means) spent a substantial portion of his show crying about a cartoon aardvark. Cool cool cool.

Whenever some misty-eyed farewell to this show comes up in whatever awful infotainment program my elderly parents are poisoning their brains with at the moment, my brother will always say “That Indian dude with the bowl cut is going to be this show’s Philip Michael Thomas. We’ll never hear from him again.”

Oh, he was dropping all kinds of hammers in those last few episodes and I was HERE for it. “Can we get a photo with you?” “Absolutely not! *friendly smile*”

*shrug* I don’t know what to tell you. They’re fairly common checkout aisle items in the smaller, non-chain grocery stores where I live.

Haha, I didn’t even notice that, excellent.

they can’t be transported by air or anywhere over the Rockies

I love The Constant, it’s funny and thought-provoking and insightful all at once. And Mark Chrisler constantly dunks on Aristotle, which I find hilarious.

Wonderful ending all around, and I’m weirdly relieved that the writers decided to have Richard stay a decent and honorable man. (Well, he fired Dan, but Dan is terrible.) He was a calm center in the chaos. Does anyone else wonder what the 3rd state was in his “3-state Middle East peace solution”?

I finally got around to the 2nd New Crobuzon book by China Miéville, The Scar. I’m about halfway through and so far I think I like it just a little bit more than Perdido Street Station (which I also liked, so I’m not damning it with faint praise or anything). Miéville as an author has been kind of hit-or-miss for me,…