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I mostly dislike the commercial, but I do love her "Why would I say condor?" reaction when he misunderstands her. I think Charlie needs one of those Eargo things too, because I have no idea why he can't hear her clear as day from where he is.

My mind was, I guess, interesting tonight. I first thought "jock itch" for "this type of athlete's itch" before paying attention and getting it right. And I apparently never knew Tasman's first name, because the Abel hint in the Tasman Sea clue had me scratching my head, wondering how the hell Cain and Abel (since it seems like every other game has at least one Bible clue, that's where my mind went) related to Australia. (I readily knew the answer based on geography, but briefly puzzled over that part of the clue and had to look it up during the commercial break.) The guest hosts seem to have universally shied away from Alex's longstanding habit of noting when a game was a runaway heading into FJ, and I take no issue with that when it's just not mentioned - it might even be better for the audience to do the math on their own if they care - but when it's a situation like tonight, where Savannah said Michael had a "commanding lead", I get distracted - that means a lead difficult to overcome, when it's actually a lead impossible to overcome. The dracula TS surprised me, given all the hints in the clue. Blast from the past surprised me a little, too. I did really well in the first round, getting all but one clue (the Vikings TS). In DJ, I only ran paradox and map, but I only missed seven among the other categories, so not bad. And I got FJ, so it was a good game for me.

If you eat the cut-up pieces, instead of a slice, it doesn't count - even if it adds up to a whole slice. 😉 (I used eight slices for one pound of potatoes, and ate probably half a slice worth.)

Thanks, all. I used red potatoes and my parents said it came out great. I managed not to eat too much of the bacon while I was waiting to add it in. 😋

For Father's Day dinner, my dad wanted "a steak and potatoes thing", so I did grilled ribeye, a mixed greens salad, sauteed mustard greens, and smashed potatoes with buttermilk, bacon, and scallions. I don't eat potatoes and my mom will only eat a little bit of mustard greens, but that was still plenty of food for us and he was happy. I have two thin-cut pork chops that need to be eaten tonight, so I'm going to brine those and cook them on a grill pan. Something with chard for the side dish, as I have both red and green and love greens with pork, but I haven't decided specifically how I'm going to prepare them yet. I haven't decided on the salad yet, either. I had a big "spring mix" salad topped with shrimp, walnuts, feta, and balsamic vinaigrette for lunch, so maybe just some sort of simple slaw.

Quite a few where the last one with one wife/girlfriend was born the same year as the first one with the next wife/girlfriend. And, yeah, I guess Nick Cannon is emulating Bob Marley -- in 1972, Marley had three kids with three different women, then one with another woman in 1973. Marley produced nine total (and adopted two more - the child his wife had from a previous marriage and the one she had during their marriage fathered by another man - so props for that), and Cannon is coming up on number seven, so he's gaining on him. Oh, dear - DMX couldn't even name all 15 of his children? ODB had 13 kids with 11 different women by age 36? Imagine how many more he'd have created in the past 15+ years if he'd lived. There's nothing inherently wrong with quickly going from one relationship to another, dating around, or just fucking around, but, good grief, don't produce a kid each time.

That's from "The Fur Flies". When Charlene says her point of view (on wearing animal fur) is "I'm not sure," Suzanne responds, "Well, get my smelling salts. Don't go dropping bombshells on us like that, Charlene, someone could have a heart attack."

Wow. Four babies with three different women (he had twins - one of whom is named Zillion Heir - with one of them) in half a year?! Wrap up your willy, dude.

I love when we get these little glimpses into the many facets of Will, like that he was a country radio DJ in college. The only non-annoying love interest she ever had. I like that, when they ran into each other after they broke up, he asked her how the cats were doing. I had to look Michael Nouri up, and, while I have never seen him as a killer in anything else, I have seen him play a couple of other total jerks, including a racist asshole congressperson on an episode of Major Crimes; I have hated numerous murderers on that show less than I hate that character. So Nouri does a good job as a bad guy, I guess.

I should also note that of course I pronounce it as "smellin' salts".

I remember many years ago, watching some documentary series (so a real person, not a scripted character), and a teenager was told to look something up in the phone book, and he was utterly befuddled, even once handed a phone book that he looked through. I understand having never used one if you grew up when looking things up online was always an easy option, but a) this was back when the phone book was delivered to your doorstep, so it's not a foreign object (what a lack of curiosity to have never asked, "What's this for?"), and, more importantly, b) if someone hands you a book, says look [it] up in there, and you flip through and see alphabetized listings, shouldn't you clue in to how you might find [it] within?

My mom and I continue to use that expression with each other, too. I also say, "Well, get my smelling salts" in response to something terribly unsurprising.

Oh my, yes - it's fine, but ranked a good 800 slots too high.

I'm not disregarding your opinion, just clarifying it wasn't a persona, it was her actual life. A total hillbilly shit show.

That depends on whether you count Bombshell as a screwball or not (and I'm not even sure if I do). Anyway, many of the exceptions to my general dislike of romantic comedies are screwballs, since they're as much satires of love stories as love stories themselves. And, despite being made in an even more sexist era, I find there are ways the female characters come off better than today. Plus there's some wicked social commentary on classism. And I love the snappy, witty dialogue. My hands-down favorites are Libeled Lady (Myrna Loy, William Powell, Jean Harlow, and Spencer Tracy [it would have been even better with Clark Gable in Tracy's role as originally planned]) and Bringing Up Baby (Katharine Hepburn and Cary Grant). I'm not sure Holiday, another Hepburn/Grant collaboration, is a true screwball, but it's a terrific film, a real underrated gem. I also like It Happened One Night, My Man Godfrey, His Girl Friday, Ball of Fire, and The Lady Eve. And, of course, my favorite couple in all of film are Nick and Nora Charles, of the Thin Man films (not screwballs, detective stories featuring a zany couple with mad chemistry [even after marriage and a baby, and how often does that happen in film?] - and their dog - rather than a lone wolf male detective).

Just search YouTube using Jeopardy and the date of the episode you want. People have been posting them for years, it was just that during the James Holzhauer run when the ratings spiked, Sony started having them blocked (on copyright grounds) to force people to watch "legitimately".

Number 170 of all time? I've never even heard this song. I really like this song, but agree with all three CU writers that it's ranked too high. And that this is ranked too low. It's his best song! I fucking love this song. Those lyrics! That a woman in country music said this in 1967 and went to number one deserves a higher placement on the list. I don't know this one, either.

Which explains why they don't know anyone outside of work. Get married (to someone from work)? The whole wedding party plus the guests will consist of co-workers. Become critically ill? Only co-workers will be in the hospital room. Hell, die and it's all co-workers at the funeral. Because, yep - characters on family/friend-based shows don't have jobs they have to actually do, and characters on work-based shows don't have family/friends they ever see, even at major life events.

Yeah, now that you've removed the mats and are starting fresh, regular brushing ought to be adequate going forward. I wouldn't worry about washing that area he can't reach to groom, just brush it.

Oh, dear. No, I haven't - I've never been invited to such a thing, and wouldn't go if I was. Bad enough being put in a costume as part of the wedding party, but hell no to subjecting myself to that as a guest. Y'all (or all y'all, which is my preferred version, especially in uses like "fuck all y'all") is a wonderful addition to a language that doesn't have a proper second person plural pronoun. You as a plural and a singular doesn't cut it, "you guys" is gendered -- y'all/all y'all it is.

What's frustrating is product placement doesn't have to be blatant and awkward. Major Crimes and Rizzoli & Isles were on TNT at the same time, and handled it very differently, so obviously there was no network mandate on how it had to be done. On MC, characters just sometimes ate/drank/used something that was clearly a real brand. Rusty was munching on Cheez-Its while watching TV, Sharon grabbed a can of Maxwell House to make coffee, etc. That was it - no mention of these things (not the brand, but not even drawing attention to the food/drink by one character saying to the other, "Have some, it's delicious"), no weird close-up to make sure we saw the logo, etc. It was just natural, and I find real brands used that way far less distracting than faux brands or "greeked" packaging. On R&I, though, the characters literally talked like they were in a commercial. Jane said her feet were killing her, so Maura whipped out a package of Dr. Scholl's shoe inserts and spent 30 seconds extolling its virtues. They wound up driving a Toyota SUV for some reason, and when they unloaded stuff from the back, they marveled at the space and features it provides (name-checking Toyota and listing said features). It was ridiculous, because people don't actually talk like that. So product placement like the MC scenario, I don't mind at all - except when the character is using a product that character would never actually use. (Like Sharon Raydor drinking Maxwell House - as if.) But in-show commercials like the R&I examples, those are the ones that drive me batty. If you're going to be blatant, you have to do it in a clever way that pokes fun at the very concept without pissing off the sponsor (and maybe that's what you're talking about with Chuck; I'm not familiar with that show).

That's a recurring annoyance with Jeopardy! categories - shit like "Women Authors". First, no; just incorporate women into the "Authors" categories instead of shunting them off into the occasional, gender specific one. Second, again no; in a show celebrating knowledge, do not improperly use a noun as an adjective (unlike with "female", there are no reputable dictionaries claiming "woman" can be either one).

I responded to this in Small Talk.

As very much not a morning person, raised by two morning people, the absence of my peeps on TV as anything other than lazy bums has been a life-long annoyance even before I could identify it as such. To this fucking day, despite all my accomplishments, my parents have still not fully grasped that being a morning person is simply a difference that enjoys mainstream prevalance, rather than a superior inclination from which some deviate. It would never occur to me to go wake up a person who'd turned in by what would be, on my natural schedule, early, and ask why the hell they're in bed already. That would obviously be ridiculous and rude. But far too many morning people think it's perfectly fine to barge in on a person who's sleeping after they deem the proper time to get up, and ask why they're still in bed. (For the same reason you went to bed when you did, moron, because I'm tired and need sleep, and this is when I get it.) So I guess this is a frustrating example of art imitating life, where people with a natural "night owl" cycle are presented a) only in the extreme, staying up until the wee hours, b) as immature losers who don't grasp what the "real world" requires, and c) as bumbling idiots for wacky hijinks plot purposes when they have to get up early. Reality is, our natural sleep times vary and we have the same range of productivity as any other group - perhaps even more impressive since we often have to fight against our very nature to adapt.

(From one of the other threads) Most dictionaries recognize it as a noun and an adjective, but I only use it as an adjective; it's used as a noun in so many derogatory sentences that I find even benign instances tainted by the prevalence of that sexist usage.