[As credits roll, cut to Thanos and Death lying in bed watching television. The “Mad About You” theme song plays. Death looks perfectly content as she snuggles next to Thanos, but Thanos has a worried, pained expression of abject misery on his face. Fade to black.]

I really thought Caroline was hinting that Mae Whitman was joining the cast. Which would make sense given that This is Us is basically Parenthood with flashbacks.

“Soul Stone” sounds like the name of an Electro-Harmonix pedal.

That’s why in the teaser when it showed Nat shooting targets with her pistols all badass-like, it’s like, “Ooooh, got the 9-millimeters, Thanos better watch out!”

I would watch the shit outta that, actually.

I was rewatching Infinity War the other day, and at the part where Red Skull said he was cursed to guard the Soul Stone, that made me wonder what happened to him once the stone was taken by Thanos.  Presumably no one would need to guard the stone anymore, so would the Red Skull then be released from his curse?  And…

I hereby declare this the Summer of Thanos!

Eh, get a used Dreamcast for $40 or so, download the SegaGen ROMs pack with about 500 games on it and burn the ISO file to CD. With a Dreamcast VGA adapter (still made and easily available on Amazon) and a VGA to HDMI adapter (easily available and cheap at Monoprice) you can hook it up to an HDTV with perfect…

Now white people will run away from him too.

Just her stammering reaction when Bill squirted beer from the keg all over the front of his pants—and she thought he wet his pants—was freakin’ hilarious.

You never can tell, kid.

I totally missed that, I was paying too much attention to the campaign manager guy.

I was thinking I had missed the last season (we switched to DirecTV last year, so I lost all the auto-recorded shows, of which Veep was one), so I was watching the Veep marathon today to get caught up, and realized I was actually all caught up. It’s been a long two years.

Originality is overrated.

None is the correct amount.

I have no interest in this, but I’m glad to see Neil Flynn landing a solid TV gig after the end of The Middle.

Fly, skinny-ass, fly!!

If our current political/media climate was a Google image search, he would be Pinterest.

If I found out that Colin Farrell is not nice I might have to kill myself.

How does “My Dinner With Andre” stack up by that criterion?