Whoa, I don't remember that! Most shots were finished in 2 or 3 takes , with Elizabeth Moss occasionally needing 6 or 7 (and that's only because her character was going through so many changes and Moss had to figure out "Who Peggy is from-this-point-on," and not b/c she was dropping the ball or anything.)

I remember reading the script to S2Ep01 and not making heads or tails of it. Each scene was like a quick sketch of what people were saying, and that was pretty much it, with absolutely NO sense of momentum being built. When Betty gets in her car with muddy boots and says "Horse manure, little children, what's the…

Oh, man. I was the technical editor (I cut the raw footage right out of telecining and matched shot lists to slates/scenes/takes, as well as encoding the Studio/Director/Broadcast cuts) on MM from S1Ep10 to the end of Season 3. I got this gig right as Ep01 premiered and I dug it, but didn't see it as a landmark,…

I'm not too proud to say that when I Sweetin's description of her life in Westchester, I wished I'd known her then. It's a sorta college-dormy bedroom community to LMU and just up the hill from the suuuuuper-cokey little beach town of Playa Del Rey.

Huh.....When did Amy Pascal cosplay become a thing?

I read that one back-to- back with Tatum O'Neal's A Paper Life. My eyeballs needed a silkwood shower afterwards.

I nominate Burt Ward's Boy Wonder: My Life in Tights. (He was 'Robin,' from the 1960's Batman.) It's AMAZINGLY gross!

http://www.amazon.com/Boy-Wonder-My-…

Are you me? Because your story sounds identical to mine. Identical. It's only been in the past 15 years (I'm 42 now) that I've started to try, you know, working harder. I had huge gaps in my skillset as a kid and teenager (genius IQ but has never flown a kite or learned to swim, etc.) and had a miserable time at…

If someone had told me that my freshman year at Reed, my life would be totally different now.

Eh, blame the early 90's Reedie in me but Lattimore or GTFO.

You know, he gets shit on a lot because he's Park Slope Royalty, but Paul Auster was favorite American novelist for a verrrry long time.

Both of those books deserve to be ten-foot tall people who live forever.

Counterpoint: The character of Daria Morgendorffer was based on real-life co-creater of the show, Susie Lewis, who was (and I'm sure still is) the shrillest, most-unlikable bitch anyone could ever have had the bad luck of working for. She dismissed anything that wasn't her idea, but would be unable to express her…

In Portland, where there aren't any cover charges or door fees, it's $4-$6 a drink and a buck a song at the rack. You can go with friends, kill a fun hour or two and still spend less than $40.*

*assuming you don't want a lap dance. I really don't get the appeal of them, and have had all of one in my entire life.

Stories like this are fascinating to me, a liberal-as-hell straight guy in Portland, the most sex-positive city in America. Not only are the experiences being described here - by both the birthday girl and by Emma - completely alien to any experience I've ever had at a Portland strip club, but the repeated use of the…

Wow, a year ago I spent just over 2 months unemployed, sending out resumes and I didn't use any of those words when job-hunting (and I work in digital media workflow/video syndication/new media distribution.)

Huh!

As a straight, 40something married white guy, I have nothing to add to the launch of Millihelen besides a hearty "Congrats."*

*Okay, I lied. I've also got to add that anyone who thinks that moron "rapping" over Yan Tiersen's theme to Amelie is somehow an improvement on the original is DEAD WRONG.

Uh, yeah. No. My wife is 4'10" tall and when people with big hair sit in front of her at the theater, she can't see shit. If your hair's the same size/height/volume as a hat, you have a responsibility to the audience members behind you to batten that shit down.

Then you, my friend, need to read The Fermata by Nicholson Baker.

http://www.amazon.com/The-Fermata-Ni…

Oh my god. My friend fucked Norm McDonald for a while, and told me he only had one ball.

Me: Are you kidding me?
Her: It's true! I saw it with my own mouth.