I am having an extremely shitty week (some asshole who was texting instead of looking at the road knocked/spun me across a highway and totaled my car), and these comments made me laugh extremely hard. Bless all of these theater heroes and bless all of you for relating their stories.

On the one hand I’m kind of dreading this movie, because it probably won’t conform to the ending I wrote for Jesse in my head, (settling down with a nice woman who has never done crystal meth in her life, and maybe a golden retriever, and opening some kind of eco-friendly desert B&B). On the other hand, I love Aaron…

This show was absolute trash, but I loved it and still sometimes scrounge up old episodes on YouTube. (Well, I guess they’re all old episodes now.) The most surreal thing about watching it today is “Del”, the Perverted Justice bait who usually posed as a teenage boy, is actually Del Harvey, who is Twitter’s like, #2…

Hard pass. I hate this kind of ugly, nihilistic trash in a normal week; in a week where some asshole who was texting instead of paying attention to the road knocked me across a highway and totaled my car, I’m really not in the mood.

Someone actually took one of those bizarre Troom Troom“hacks” and applied it to real life? I always assumed that channel was some kind of weird Eastern European kink thing. Anyway, enjoy your 2 bites of furtive cheese, kid, you earned it.

Glynn Washington talked a little bit about having grown up in a cult when he did that podcast about Heaven’s Gate a couple of years ago. I Googled it and wow, it sounds like it was pretty damn racist. I can’t imagine thinking raising your children (of color) in it was at all a good idea, but I guess that’s kind of how…

“Bat!”

“He legit thought he was murdered!” I do wonder what happened when 6'7" Big Bill realized he was not murdered and just the victim of a very mean but hilarious prank.

I saw this on a friend’s Facebook the other day, but she has a history of posting things that are more conceptual than real so I assumed it was that. Upon learning it was real, my first thought was that between the grease and the heat, no way was the outer Cheez-It shell going to retain any crunch.

Bill Hader has told many hilarious stories on the late-night circuit about his wacky adventures in PA-ing, but this is my favorite. It’s one of my “I have 5 minutes and need a laugh” clips.

It was literally CHINESE PEOPLE GO CHING CHONG BING BONG WHEN THEY SPEAK. I’m curious what SNL actually saw that they thought was funny enough to offer him a job, because that is some ludicrously lazy hackery.

Beach Too Sandy, Water Too Wet sounds like someone crawled into my brain and made a podcast just for me. I sometimes look up museums and parks on Yelp just to laugh at ridiculously negative reviews (my favorites are reviews of the Vietnam War—or Resistance War Against America, as it known over there—museum in Vietnam l…

They do seem to share a love of red ties that hang down to their knees.

Just started Sea People: The Puzzle of Polynesia by Christina Thompson, which looks at Polynesian history and origins. It’s interesting so far and the comparisons to Guns, Germs, and Steel are apt.

It hasn’t. I’m still listening to it and have literally no idea what’s going on with the larger story arc any more. I just listen to the individual statements and then zone out on the rest of it.

I didn’t realize there was another season of Hell and Gone, I thought it was a one-off. Every Arkansas cold case seems to involve that fucking awful medical examiner, Fahmy Malak. He once diagnosed a guy whose corpse was missing its head as having died of natural causes and said the guy’s dog ate his head. Unreal.

Welp, I know what I’m watching tonight. Thanks.

Shit, I just remembered what happens to Eddie at the end of It (it’s been forever since I read the whole thing, although I read pieces of it every so often). Damn it, Ransone!

I somehow have never seen that video of Rand Paul drooling nougat all over his chin and shirt front, so that was a laugh. But even more the main segment, I enjoyed the recap of the many buckets Boris Johnson has been getting his feet stuck in. I follow international news fairly closely, but missed the bit about his…

Huh, now I actually kind of want to see Chapter Two. Not enough to subject myself to a movie theater, because I hate movie theaters, but I guess whenever it shows up on HBO I’ll settle in with a couple of cocktails and check it out. I do really love both Hader and Ransone*, but my response to Chapter One was an…