Minnesota Nice, feeling short, weather, and a few other gripes.
It’s nice to see that House is even crankier than I am.
When the only convincing performance in a film comes from a backwards-talking, computer-animated muppet, you know you’re in trouble.
Don’t mind me, just whining about class. No, not “class,” “class.” Eh, you know what I mean.
There’s nothing like an overdose of saccharine kitsch to knock a guy out of a too-good mood.
The problem came when I sat down to start writing about them: after I filled in the “formula” line for each show I watched, there was nothing left to say.
Josh’s Weblogging Rule #31: “When posting about a movie, don’t just link to another review and say ‘I agree!’”
Anytime I put this many question marks in a single paragraph, it’s probably a sign that I’m not sleeping well or thinking straight.
Seeing Aarseth’s statement that “games are not intertextual either; games are self-contained” gets my dander up.
I can’t even count the number of ways in which this article from Details offends me.