I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by maplessness.

It is about Heigl imitating the scene from the new Star Trek that caused her to walk out in a rage.

I don’t get the sense that he is really the “leader” type.

While I appreciate the effort, I do not think that word means what you think it means:

1: to turn (as a dish or vessel) upside down usually to cover something : cover or engulf completely with usually disastrous effect
2: to overcome in thought or feeling : overwhelm

I hate young people. This makes me want to change my avatar back to a grumpy old man.

Do you have any idea how long it has been since I last remembered to be sad because Mitch Hedberg is dead?

Thanks for ruining that streak of non-sadness…

“So, British Scientist Woman, what is the aim of your research?”

“One minute. Elliott, could you please go outside and practice weeding my garden with your teeth skills again? [turning back to interviewer] That is how I believe the Neanderthals tended their crops.”

[Elliott departs]

“For years, my career had plateaued at a place where I just wasn’t satisfied, and I didn’t see a place I could raise it to, no matter my effort. At the same time, my university continued giving me graduate students who I just couldn’t stand. So mostly, now, my aim is to see how much Elliott is willing to embarrass himself if he believes some new, absurd theory I made up after my fourth glass of wine before bed.”

He’s really into sports. They call him jock, shove him in cabinets, and tell him he has no friends.

Please, can we have notice when videos contain ear-damaging high-pitched shrieking?

Oh man. Oh man oh man. All I can think about is what kind of creature their PR person is if he thinks all these things are awesome ideas.

I’m glad you’re comfortable with talking about it here. You should be. I’ve gone through a bunch of phases with religion: raised strict Catholic, and actually believed pretty strongly for a while, but eventually being forced to Church every Sunday, and seeing little of Jesus’ preachings reflected in my parents’ behavior, fell away hard and eventually became that “fuck Christianity” angry teen, who then learned about Buddhism and decided that was cool and perfect. Eventually, I learned that was dumb too and remembered that every religion has its hardliners and problems and hatred and violence, which was actually really great to realize because it freed all the good up too. Somewhere in that, a high school teacher I had (went to Catholic high school) who had a major influence on my in general in school, worked his way back into my brain much later in life (and I realize that I miss the guy). Simply put, he was the greatest Christian I’ve ever met. You want someone who was plain a warm, loving, funny, open human, this man was all of that and more. His faith was strong enough that he really believed he had met an incarnation of Jesus once (a great story, honestly), and all that faith led him to honestly, intelligently, try to follow in Jesus’ path, not the church.

So basically, right now I’m at the place where I honestly don’t care if there is a god or not, whatever gets people through and gets them treating people right.

Why are people bothering to correct you about how you pronounce Nutella? Shouldn’t your mouths be too clogged with eating it to correct pronouncations?