Have an odd feeling of déjà poo, as in I've seen this shit before…
Have an odd feeling of déjà poo, as in I've seen this shit before…
Fell into a bit of New Toy Syndrome and praised The Americans without showing any love for Southland. Came to correct that as Southland is delivering yet another outstanding season of television.
Apart from a few clouds it's an unseasonably gorgeous March day in CNY. Guess anyone who picked us in the Weather Channel's Snow Bowl must feel a bit silly. Besides the fact that they're participating in the Weather Channel's Snow Bowl…
Always have to do a bit of grocery shopping when I'm back in Ontario if only to see what type of strange new chip flavours haven't made it south across the border yet.
"…made by people who have Disney weddings for people who have Disney weddings."
Well, good for The Neighbors. If a show is going to survive, better that it be improving over time. There's enough consistently terrible television as it is (especially on ABC)…
Thanks - I was also curious as to what might be a good starting point.
SITCOM RUMBLE!
Are you a Darling Violetta cover band by any chance…?
Don't dare mention The Scottish Play by name, VanDerWerff!
Colbert Report was fantastic last night. I continue to enjoy James Franco because for all his pretentious projects and general weirdness, he still has a sense of humour about himself.
New TV Club mission -
Maybe I'm just too aware of how things are being sold when it comes to advertising, but you never notice when products that are supposed to have a broad appeal are very singular in their mainstream ad campaigns? I'm not in a rage about it, but it certainly sticks out.
I'm in this line of thinking.
"Take a moment."
Am I the only one who doesn't view this as an automatic harbinger of doom?
Oh dear.
Train and Adam Levine are both pro-gay rights. Feeling a little less guilty about my guilty pleasures this week…
Dammit - I feel dirty for even clicking on that link. While I don't disbelieve that Swift would make some thoughtless retort about the Fey/Poehler joke, this whole thing seems crafted by Vanity Fair just to score hits to their site. Yuck.
As the bumper sticker wisdom goes: