Like Woody Allen and Efrain Gutierrez before him, the schlubby auteur will always be swimming in top shelf trim several flights above his station.

Nakamura is a firework.

I went to this. The old timers worked well for the live crowd, but going forward it seems detrimental to the product. Y2J was some classic Vince bullshit for sure. Brock v Dean definetly did seem truncated. Neither the crowd nor the performers had much life in the main—post-Steph intro. Shane O coming off the cage was…

Rusev Udria! Rusev Machka!

Die God 2: Die Godder

Ultravox - Hiroshima Mon Amour

Jump'n Shane Mac. It's a Pete Gas! Gas! Gas!

Sure, fuck Dave Matthews. We all know that. But, lotta wonderful horns on display in all sortsa wonderful David Bowie songs. Painting with a broad brush there, Julian.

Perhaps. But she definitely had it coming.

"Blow it out yr hairdo, cuz you work at Hardee's."

Gawker: broke 6,000 laws and never drew a dime.

Aren't we all deep down? Aren't we all, brotherdudejack?

Say what you will about Phil Collins, but his Warrior Spirit runs forever.

1) That 'Starfuckers Inc.' video is certainly hilarious to look back upon. That's partially intentional, sure. Also, I feel that I should revisit 'The Fragile'.

Dropped that atomic justice leg on Gawker. Runnin' wild forever, Brotherdudejack!

Circa 2002. I don't recall what was on really, but Half Baked feels about right to me. I think this was the classic SNL era of Comedy Central also.

To my detriment, I'm not much of a hangover guy.

No, Preston. Now is not a better time for 'that talk'. It's never gonna be a better time for 'that talk'. Jesus buddy, take a hint.

90s San Fran Paget, sure. But where's Puck? Is he still eating the peanut butter straight out tha jar?

I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. And I sincerely apologize for my use of the term 'jalopy'. That is very much outside of my character. Some of my best talking ghost car friends are buggies.