The guy sure seemed to really get off on berating and ridiculing me and another young voice actor in a session in the late ‘90s, but sure. Indefatigable good will, the light we need, amity towards the goofs of the world, whatever.

AI: What reservation time would you like? Me: 7:00. AI: I'm sorry, 7:00 is unavailable. The next available time is 7:30. Would you like 7:30? Me: Yes. AI: I'm sorry, 7:30 is unavailable. Would you like 8:15? Me: Yes. AI: I'm sorry, 8:15 is unavailable. Yeah, this is totally ready for prime time.

Fourth place!

AZ Treasure Hunt ended three hours ago.

Running Up That Hill is a great song, but man, I just can’t take that synthesizer seriously. (Doesn’t help that the echoey Casiotone version of that sound will always be Coach Z’s jorb well done dream sequence for me.)

Let's review: Dining reviews are, by definition, criticism. If the writer is not doing (preferably extensive) research and due diligence and speaking honestly and comprehensively about their experience, both good and/or bad, it's not a review. (1/3)

Weren't there *two* scenes where Guybrush is broken at the bottom of a cliff? RtMI and...?

Hey, Monkey Island hivemind! One more crowdsourcing request for anyone inclined to help. I’m trying to remember as many instances as I can of specific times — game and scene — when Guybrush identified himself in conversation as somebody he was not. (e.g. I’m Bobbin Threadbare, are you my mother?)

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!

VO is obviously close to home for me, but the same applies everywhere. Let people do what they’re good at. That’s what they’re there for. What is the point of encouraging people to study and practice and get awesome at things if the first thing we do is look for ways to not need them?

Hey, Monkey Island hivemind! I could use a little assistance for a project I'm working on. (Not that, sorry.) Anybody out there have any particular favorite moments of Guybrush braggadocio? Like, the kind that would slip nicely into a montage featuring the same? TIA!

Submitted for nerd credentials: Favorite Stranger Things retro musical cue. Some pop anthem? Hell no. S3E6, Philip Glass, Satyagraha, Act II Scene 1. Douglas Perry rocked little Dom's 10-year-old dome in the balcony at the Lyric Opera of Chicago in 1987. That's MY '80s nostalgia, fam.

Sinners (2025) boxd.it/KQMM

So, is there a point when the gang finally figures out that immediately alerting each other to potential trouble would be WAY more effective than wandering around for three days thinking, “Gosh, some really weird, creepy things happening so Imma investigate some abandoned buildings alone,” or nah?

A health insurance rep just told my wife that she couldn't give her the name of the physician who reviewed her case because that would be a HIPAA violation, demonstrating that it isn't just laypeople who have no fucking clue how HIPAA works. "Who is my doctor?" "I'm sorry, I can't tell you that."

Listening to some K-pop song that has borrowed the melody from Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence and it’s freaking me out.

Why must everything I love die.

Few things are funnier than online ramen bros who accidentally clown themselves by decrying non-traditional bowls as “made for YT people” without realizing they’re from hotspots in Japan. Spoiler, bros: People in Japan like to make and eat creative new dishes sometimes, too.

Okay, MOM.

Wow. I can't tell whether I should be horrified or thrilled that I accidentally stumbled right into "elitist hipster" territory. It's possible that I have never been so cool/reviled in my life.

Also just downloaded Pino D'Angio's "Balla!" but I'm not sure whether I like it genuinely or ironically and I'm even less sure which of those prospects is more terrifying.

Currently downloading 1970s Ethiopian jazz. This is not a rabbit hole I saw coming.

One of the ironic tragedies of the death of the traditional dining critic is that with restaurant prices what they are now, the public *needs* that kind of objective, informed service journalism more than ever.

I really don’t like to make a habit of sharing dunks, especially from other sites, but c’mon… this is a work of art worthy of the Uffizi.

Walkoff TOOTBLAN is about as rough as it gets.

Levoni Salame Napoli sliced fresh at the deli counter: $27/lb EXACT same salami pre-sliced and pre-packaged in the same store: $68/lb I will never understand.

I cannot fucking believe we are now marketing salsa macha as “Mexican Chile Crisp.”

Every day Bovino is in the headlines, the chances of Sean Penn winning an Oscar for One Battle After Another increases. Freaking eerie, man.

Last Week: Holy shit, how am I going to fill 45 minutes? This Week: Holy shit, how am I going to say all of this in 45 minutes?

I will not accept this kind of disrespect for Milli Vanilli.

Hanging out at Stage 5 today.

Incidentally, tonight is EXACTLY why sanding down the game's quirks in favor of efficiency and expedience — designated runners in extra innings, the DH, etc. — sucks. You eliminate some of the most fun, memorable moments just to shave a few minutes off the gametime. Lame.

Guess we're getting designated runners for the postseason next year, huh? (I hate the designated runner.)

The best part of a reaaaaaaaally long extra innings game is the magical moment when the crowd starts to get a little delirious and you can feel the vibe suddenly shift from “oh my god will this game ever end” to “oh my god I hope this game never ends.”

Lomo Saltado mise is the prettiest mise.

The brutal truth about modern food media (for somebody like me) is that people don’t actually care whether or not the food is any good. They’re no longer in search of great places to eat. The image *is* the product. Watching is the experience. Then they go out for fast food.

Mood.

Moreover, if my writing is so milquetoast that some em dashes are enough to convince you I’m a machine, I might as well go take a long walk in the woods and never come back anyway.

You can pry my em dashes from my cold, dead hands. I’m not changing the way l’ve written for 20 years because of an AI witch hunt, and this is yet one more reason that LLMs can DIAF.

I swear, classic Siri is getting stupider and stupider with every update. Is this their way of trying to shove me into turning on AI Siri? (Which I hate even more.)

Blue Prince *ends* eventually, right? They aren't secretly adding a few dozen more puzzles with every "minor" update? I haven't entered a transdimensional space where the act of solving one puzzle folds in three more out of an infinite number of parallel universes with completely different puzzles?

I know I’m nine years behind y’all, but the casting for Stranger Things is really inspired. These kids never grow up, right? Right?

Working on a presentation about Impostor Syndrome but I’m worried the audience will realize I don’t actually know the subject very well.

*facepalm*... PSA: When cooking with Sichuan pepper, the husks are the part you want, people. The *seeds* are the gritty, bitter part that you want to remove. (An impossible task. Seek brands that have already done a good job of doing so.)

Re: "Cancel Culture," we can disagree about who deserves to be cancelled and how sensitive the trigger should be. But anybody who says they don't believe there are people who deserve to be ostracized from society are full of shit.

This is… completely reasonable.

Uh... TWO entire countries, minus one metro region.