I fucking love, love, love Ian McShane’s performance as the spectacularly foul-mouthed Machiavelli of the Wild West, Al Swearengen on Deadwood. And then, I read his comments about Deadwood basically getting cancelled, and I grew to love him even more: “I thought the whole thing was handled shabbily,” the actor says by phone from Los ...

Apparently, the portion of the San Andreas fault that runs through Los Angeles is just about ready to go, though nobody can actually predict when that will happen. Sometimes I wonder if I’d rather just not know these things if I can’t get at least a ballpark prediction on when I should stock up on ...

I’m realizing what a ridiculous amount of television I watch becuse there’s not much on right now. Granted, my favorite fucking show on television is back, but that’s a bit melancholy because it’s the final season. But other than that, the Closer, and Rescue Me (which has been maddeningly inconsistent this season), there ain’t much ...

Today was not fun. A part of my foot that didn’t hurt before started to hurt like a motherfucker, and it’s a part that the brace that I wear puts a lot of pressure on. Consequently, I was in pain and thus distracted and all in all pretty much about as useful as a potted ...

7am physical therapy is a tool of the devil, sent from the deepest, darkest depths of hell.

This is a test of the emergency blog unfucking system. Update: There’s something screwy in the Haloscan code that’s making the blog act weird in Safari. I’ll fix it when I get home. Update Update, 9:40pm: Ok, I can’t quite figure out what’s going on, but it looks like the comment code is fighting with ...

My toaster is amusing. No, wait, hear me out! The springs are severely overwound, since it’s apparently supposed to mostly be toasting bagels and other large bread items. Those pop up a bit more perkily than usual, but not so you’d really notice. However, when I toast bread, the bread goes flying out of the ...

I’d almost forgotten about this fucking brilliant site about my favorite cocksucking show on television, The Number of Fucks in Deadwood. They also have a fucks-to-cocksuckers ratio for you curious types. Edit: On a somewhat related note, Louis C.K. has a new show on HBO, and it forces me to wonder: How could such a ...

I appreciate that you’ve now stopped, but what the fuck were you doing earlier? It sounded like you were breaking up the floorboards with a sledgehammer, then using that same sledgehammer to whang away on random pipes. Seriously, were you up there creating a modern art sculpture? Were you trying and failing to assemble something? ...