It’s from Repo Man. Delivered by the “plate of shrimp” guy.

It was meant humorously, dear. Guess it didn’t read that way to everyone.

I enjoyed that scene where they talk about BTK and make a list of points that we know, in retrospect, were incorrect: that he couldn’t possibly have a decent job or a wife or family. Even the cop who says “This guy doesn’t go to church” made me laugh, since Rader was a Lutheran church council president.

This is my favorite Stephen King novel, fight me. That said, I’m not sure how well it will translate to film (assuming it isn’t substantially altered). Depends on who directs and of course who is cast to play Trisha.

I assume that somewhere, Payne Lindsey is taking a “victory lap” and claiming that his podcast deserves most of the credit.

Chick-fil-A’s spiciness

I live in south Louisiana; you would definitely wake to find that tent filled with some combination of venomous snakes, alligators, and oil if you were dumb enough to use it on any of our fine waterways.

Atlanta Monster is very much a Payne Lindsey joint, in that there’s some good interviews and some compelling material about what a mess the investigation was and all the different theories. And then there’s Payne Lindsey wasting time interviewing the mother of Wayne Williams’ cell mate and people with YouTube…

Watched the new season of Mindhunter, mostly liked it but with the same complaints about the back half of the season that most other people have. Also looking at that season one photo makes me wonder why they gave Tench that godawful flat top haircut this season, which was really out of date by 1981 and makes him seem…

Fun fact about Henley, he essentially confessed to killing Corll on live television when a reporter allowed Henley to use his newfangled car phone to call his mama:

Swindled did an episode* about this guy, which is how I heard about it. He mentioned Ingram wore an incredibly ugly shirt, so I Googled it, and woof. Not wrong.

I had been kind of saving this series for when I needed it, and that time came last November when I was recovering from a hysterectomy/ovarian tumor removal. I watched the whole series over a course of about 10 days. Cillian Murphy’s ice blue eyes helped with the pain at least as much as the percocet did.

I was probably just too old for the Home Alone movies, being a wise old geezer of 16 when the first one was released.

Thank dog someone else is reviewing the second season of this show. I expect 85% less griping about how “on the nose” the show’s musical choices are; 100% less terrible analogies like calling someone getting their head blown off with a shotgun “edamame sucked into the mouth of God”.

It’s not just the editing. Culkin was a preternaturally gifted child actor and Uncle Buck was probably his best movie. (He’s great in Home Alone, but I find that entire movie is just a bit... much.)

It’s like Oprah, except instead of getting cars EVERYBODY GETS SHOT!

CoS apparently gives a shitload of money to LAPD, primarily in the form of buying huge blocks of tickets to their “policemen’s balls”. I’m sure that’s just a coincidence and CoS is motivated purely by civic pride, though.

I loved Hemingway as a teenager for some inexplicable reason, but I recently read A Moveable Feast again and I agree with the commenters that say he comes across as unattractively bitchy. A good and more honest chronicle of those years is Everybody Behaves Badly, which is not a total 1:1 match as its main subject is…

Me too! I still remember the first ever time I used one, to compile a 7th grade biology project about South American mammals. Which incidentally kicked off my lifelong fascination with capybara.

Or try using context and common fucking sense, like everyone else who read my comment managed to do, before jumping to a bizarrely incorrect conclusion.