Fallon surprised me by being better than expected. I credit a lot of that to his writers, and also much of it is that Fallon does have that lowest common denominator appeal. He isn’t threatening, he doesn’t take attention away from the guests, he’s basically a non-obnoxious Jay Leno, which is obviously what NBC prefers since it’s allergic to taking chances.
I don’t mind Comicon. There’s enough stuff to keep me interested. This year, we’re getting Jim Beaver *and* Mark Sheppard, so I’m looking forward to some Supernatural goodness.
In comparison, I find PAX pretty boring. I don’t really care about getting a sneak peek at new video games (and the lines for the good/popular ones are ridiculous) and, speaking as a grown-ass adult who can afford to buy whatever I want, I don’t see any particular reason to play video games at a convention when I could do it at home in comfort.
I think the movie Swimming with Sharks is unbelievably stupid for multiple reasons, but Spacey is freaking amazing in it.
My boyfriend introduced me to Videogum’s Walking Dead recap (RIP). I was a longtime lurker after that.
I guess I see it as the difference between an alcoholic who died due to liver cirrhosis and an alcoholic who died from drinking wood alcohol. The latter is absolutely preventable.
There’s a working theory right now that he died due to a bad batch of heroin that’s hitting the East Coast right now. I imagine that we can’t know for certain until an autopsy is performed, but, if true, that part of it was certainly preventable. If drug addicts weren’t forced to live at the mercy of drug dealers who intentionally poison their product, maybe this wouldn’t have happened.
I know someone mentioned it as a joke on Videogum a while ago, but I still favor Billy Zane as Luthor. He looks good bald, and he’s believable as a rich asshole.
My favorite Atherton blotter entry is a scared woman calling in to police to report a strange man trying to break into her home. It was FedEx delivering a package.
And I’d say Atherton is more for old money types; “old money” in this context means venture capitalists who got wealthy off of IBM, Hewlett Packard, and AMD 30-50 years ago.
They’re cookies except thin and crunchy like chips. These are the ones I found at the store, and they are very good: http://shop.hannahmax.com/ My only complaint is that the bags are so small. Although, in the end, that’s probably a good thing for my waistline.
There are foundling laws in a lot of places that allow women to abandon their newborns without penalty in specific areas, like hospitals or fire stations. I remember reading an article once about a drop-off location that literally had a slot you could put a baby into, like it was mail. The problem is that girls/women who are desperate to rid themselves of their mistake-babies and, up to the point of birth, have taken zero steps to deal with the mistake-baby responsibly aren’t likely to know what the laws are.
Who would throw an entire burrito in the trash?
Every time I try to say the name of that movie I say “Bride and Brejudice”.
Sometimes blooper reels are kind of boring though. You need a good collection of funny people who like working together. Or a fake blooper reel made by Pixar. That said, I bet Hiddles/Hemsworth give good blooper.
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I’d add a bag of cookie chips. Have you tried them? They’re amazing.
It’s weird how intense he looks considering what a baby face he was.
Or they could do some stuff about Ron being excited or freaked out or whatever about becoming a father. Whatever direction they wanted to go in, they could do a lot with that.
I guess I never thought of evaluating potlucks according to game theory.
But, seriously, I think the most likely explanation for potluck mediocrity is that most people just aren’t good cooks. The last potluck I attended had a salad made up of green leaf lettuce, black olives out of a can, and crosscut bell peppers. Truly one of the worst salads I’ve ever had, and knowing what I know about the bringer’s food preferences, I truly believe it wasn’t intentional mediocrity.
But, anyway, that’s why I love dessert potlucks, because, even if someone brings something mediocre, it’s still pretty good.
I only really need to moisturize my hands since I wash them so frequently, but I do wear sunscreen just about every day. If it makes you feel better, I may not need to moisturize, but I did suffer really awful acne into adulthood until I took Accutane. I’d take sensitive dry skin over that.
I’m assuming you’ve never experienced the wonderment of a dessert potluck.
If you can’t be a person-shaped sloth during the worst weeks of winter, when can you be?
I’m forever flummoxed by how having twins didn’t dissuade Jon and Kate from having even more children, let alone multiples.
I just saw Smaug the other day, and I’m even more perplexed why that was even necessary. Nothing about the facial animation seemed to need a human component.
The ridiculous thing to me about his explanation (to her) about why he wanted to feel her up was because he was curious what it feels like? He works in Hollywood. Are implants really that much of a mystery to him?
I hated it too when I first tried it, but I also was expecting something as delicious as the stuff from a fresh coconut. I’ve kind of taken a liking to it, but mostly when combined with fruit juice. It’s especially good with pineapple juice if you want a healthy pina colada type thing.
I find that to be pretty standard for lemonade stands, damn price gougers. But at least the Paltrow/Martins are likely serving up real lemonade, not the powdered stuff.