i've said it before and i know i'll say it again: just give me a Gorn in a big rubber suit, not some bullshit CGI, and i'll support whatever else you want to do in this, that or any other Star Trek universe.

fuck bicycle helmets - you might as well wear a red plastic cup on your head, for all the protection they provide.

i've considered it, yeah, but we're already subscribing to Netflix and Prime… plus, comcast just jacked our cable bill (again) so there's a financial component to the decision.

"Reeee-sid-ivism. REEPEAT OHHHFENDAH!"

the ex-wife and i (back when we were a thing) did a Big Lebowski Night once, where we paired burgers with White Russians, using a china marker to try and track on the bottle how many "drinks" we were consuming, considering the recipe we had suggested two shots of vodka per shot of Kahlua over ice and then top off with…

(adopts whiny Luke voice from Cloud City fight)
"That NEVER happened! There's only one Robocop movie - and they didn't do a remake of it, either! Nooooo!"

beats the pants off a No-Prize.

"Inner city children of promise, but without the necessary means the necessary means for a higher education."

i have access to a library with great interlibrary loan services and just put this on hold but i really wish Netflx streaming did a better job of making old movies like this available. i mean, it's great that they'll bring back stuff from the 70s aearnd 80s from time to time (i love it when Chinatown shows back up in…

if it hadn't been for all those exclamation points, i never would have noticed that was you, burl.

was Bebe's Kids with that dude who played the dad of one of the guys in the House Party movie? the one who talks all kinds of shit to the cops who hassle him while he's walking home? 'cause that dude was fuckin' awesome. it's been 20 years since i watched that shit in college and i'm too drunky-poo to bother googling…

"Jackie Treehorn treats objects as women."

"Buuuuullshit, bwana."

"First goddamned week of winter…"

yeah, it's not vanilla - it's chocolate!

until i just checked Wiki to double-check, i had actually thought Puzo had wrote the series kicked off by Prizzi's Honor, because the main character in that book also has a rather odd fixation on the consistency of his bowel movements, up to (if I recall correctly, and i may not since i mis-remembered the author!)…

what?! no way - i really like the two books James Sallis wrote about The Driver. they're minimalist and cold but threaded through with flashes of poetic imagery… they reminded me of early William Gibson, although obviously way more grounded. i'd put them in the same broad category of genre greats as Elmore Leonard and…

to say nothing of Tisch Mills.

i grew up there, so i go looking for these things but i've seen Manitowoc ice machines in hotels, restaurants and bars in California, Boston and places in between. I saw one of their big red cranes in Canada and submarines built by people like my grandfather helped win World War II. It's one of the few communities on…

man, now i miss the Friday Fish Fry in Wisconsin.