Everybody knows that rock & roll is cold.

He is not wrong. All that work went into figuring out how a guy can survive on Mars, and for all that, the author cannot imagine two people having a conversation on Earth.

THE 21ST CENTIPEDE

How it goes:

You have no mercy, sir.

You just know Bartolo can flat out cook.

Great piece, Leslie. Humane, accurate and empathetic. Grief is a strange devil for something everyone, or nearly everyone, will experience. Everyone guesses wrong about how to handle the grief of others (my goodness, how accurate is that bit about “how are you?” Don’t people get that when they ask that way, it feels…

I assume the Cardinals one will be written by Drew and look a lot like this:

“Andy, man, zip up.”

For Miles: maybe contact a group like the Wiesenthal Center or the Anti-Defamation League for guidance on making sure this stuff finds its way into the right hands?

This came to mind

Me either, but I will guarantee it didn’t occur to Mark Davis...

Yes! Just not this one.

Dear Ashley Madison Hackers:

Can we just call Jason Whitlock “The Defeated” now?

Gopwin’s law?

Someone was having fun with him, most likely. It’s ROW-an, rhymes with OUCH. Literally no one here says otherwise. So there was some kidding happening.

Running the phrase through an anagrammer, “Fantasy Football” becomes “banal fatty fools”.

True, obviously don’t REALLY do it, but I can think of one other person who carried it off well.

Why not have it both ways?