
Rob Zombie, Malcom McDowell, Weird Al.
My parents are so into Lost right now it’s retarded. Right now, as I type, I can hear Sayid’s screaming and Jack’s medical advice coming from the downstairs TV. It’s the middle of the day. I can’t believe my folks are devouring a season with such ferocity! They’re like college kids who smoke pot everyday.
From what I can tell from my upstairs bedroom, they are about halfway through the first season. They are right in the thick of it; the very beginning of over 100 hours of excitement. Well, not quite 100. Because after the 3rd season the show went to total shit and I stopped watching. Flash forward? How about: Fuck you.
I hope they can stick with it all the way through. It’s fun to suck down a whole show in a week. That’s the only way I watch TV now: Rent the DVD, suck it down as fast a possible. For The Wire I think I did a four hour block once. Jesus.
I think my parents just started a new episode. Back to back. Nice work guys. If I can just get you to eat these pot cookies that I made, you’ll be set; TV will never be the same.
Remix culture has reached my people, finally.
Got a space pen today.
I laughed harder at this. I am convinced that this scene made Will Ferrell’s career.
I remember when I saw this movie for the first time. It coincided perfectly with my entrance into college; the timing was perfect. I have never laughed harder.