Absolutely none of you dream big enough. A car? Seriously? How about Sherwood Fucking Forest?

There's a business by my house called Analogic. I'm sure they do something with computers, but every time I drive past their building I ask myself "is it possible that NO ONE saw that when they were getting started?"

I seriously didn't even process that picture as "Peter Jackson with Cate Blanchett." I was just like, "Oh, there's Peter Jackson. Talking to Galadriel."

I always liked the Shadow Broker's ship.

agreed! One of the first mind blowing sci-fi images for me. The Death Star was always so over the top it never really frightened me, but I remember seeing those things and being like, "how can they possibly beat THAT?"

What a fascinatingly unique perspective.

That's actually a little better than I expected.

Glad to know I and my friends aren't the only ones that did this. Around Pelennor Fields, full of pie and liquor, I think I drunkenly confessed how much I loved everyone and how happy I was to not have had to feign interest in sports

Wow, I haven't thought about this game in years.

Torchy Blane was a series of light B movies in the 1930s that were the most famous and beloved establishments of the 'fast-talking gal reporter.' Torchy's character (and the rhythm of her name) were used as the pattern for Lois Lane. Guess what my job is.

They forgot Being John Malkovich and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

Am very very happy about this.

Okay, that woman is FAR too pretty to compliment for doing anything at all. She's probably just a fake geek girl, and we all know how dangerous those are. Thank goodness I'm here to put her in her place with negs cleverly disguised as materials critiques, or she could start getting ideas way above her station.

It's not that people hate Thanksgiving. It's that they love complaining.

I'm not saying she HASN'T had plastic surgery, but a lot of what's going on with her face looks like old-school drag makeup tricks to me.

...seriously?

Maybe they can just transfer him to another parish - er, I mean division. He's clearly sick and let's hope that his religious organization takes the appropriate steps of hearing his confession - I mean psychological assessment and internal disciplinary measures. There's no need to involve the police when they can…

Well, correct me if I'm wrong (please, please correct me if I'm wrong) but I'm fairly certain most of our film 'computer geek' tropes got started there. The most prevalent being the image (since this is all about iconic visuals) of the ''projector monitor," or data being streamed down a computer user's face.

I bet he really enjoyed her Grains of Paradise.

Also, where's Spock raising his eyebrow?