I'm hoping he starts it there, sees the outpouring of interest and support (608K likes!) and eventually does just that.

Motherfucker.

Yeah, I'm an idiot. Paulie Walnuts Ryan just got an earful from me about the ACA. And he'll get one every day forward.

True. And the receptionists are working for him, ultimately, anyway. They probably deserve to have their lives made hell.

Now all I have to do is figure out how to fax.

Except that that doesn't really get to him, except in the bottom line sense. You're basically making some 22-year-old receptionist's life hell.

So they're turning them off, in other words.

No bullshit outta you, Nielan, whoever the hell you are. This is excellent, and Dan Rather is a goddamned American hero.

I'd like to give your grandpa a hug and buy him a coffee.

There's a picture of Nielsen playing his seven-neck guitar in Seb Hunter's Hell Bent for Leather, and the caption just reads 'Christ'.

I was in a literary arts magazine meeting sophomore year of high school. I got drunk for the first time that night. Peppermint schnapps.

Very true. I'm not much of a fan of Les Pauls, either.

Ugh. The one PRS I've ever played drove me up the wall. My $300 Mexican Strat handled better.

That's a great flick. I'll have that.

I should say that "liking a good number of things he's done" means I very much enjoyed Beautiful Girls, Zebrahead and Special. I mean, that's not nothing, but it's not exactly "Here, watch these thirty-five Michael Rapaport movies with me!"

Yeah. I'm not going to pretend to know much about Chris Brown, but he seemed like a perfectly average artist until, y'know, he beat the shit out of his girlfriend. If he's pissed that he's being called out on that… tough shit, man.

You don't have to do anything. But defending poor Chris Brown against big bad Aziz Ansari - who made a joke, let's remember - is pretty weak. And I don't particularly like Aziz Ansari.

Somebody was just asking me about James Baldwin yesterday, and after I gave her a brief rundown of Blues for Mister Charlie and Giovanni's Room I suddenly realized that that was all I'd read of his. I need to rectify that, soon. That guy could write.

Goddammit, Rapaport!

Fucking Disqus. Using such a wide-open commenting platform knocks all the gates down.