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Yo, Disney, when we gettin’ The Big Mermaid, eh?

Big congrats to the Hollywood trainers and crash nutritionists who are about to have a bang up couple months.

National Zoo to honor local tradition by turning newly empty panda enclosure into a CVS/TD Bank/Dispensary.

Remember when Clint Eastwood "debated" an empty chair? That's literally every Republican primary debate in this election cycle.

Excited to buy all the coolest stuff from the malls and airplanes of the ‘90s.

Hells yeah, Dogfish Head.

Could listen to Dolores O'Riordan yodel all damn day.

Love that U2/B.B. King version of When Love Comes Town where B.B. King proves he is always blues-y in any setting and U2 proves they have not a single blues-y bone in their collective bodies.

Another great day of DC sports! #DistrictofChampions

Walking into a Whole Foods from a lower level parking garage and I’m happy to report that the tradition of smoking pot in poorly ventilated stairwells is alive and well.

I find the trend of artists advertising their current concert tour as having a career-spanning setlist kind of amusing as I believe that’s what most concerts already were.

Who would have thought this Carlito's Way cosplay dude could have engaged in a criminal endeavor.

The rock band Tik-Toks where band members tell you about their upcoming show in your city all have a real “come see my improv team” vibe to them.

Coming out of Xitter retirement to say that I just read Eric Idle’s “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life,” and in addition to being very funny and very star-studded, the chapter on George Harrison’s death legit made me cry. Beautiful book, Eric, and a hell of a life and story.

Watching Perry Farrell meltdown and Jane's Addiction collapse under the weight of anger, alcohol, and acrimony, and it's almost like they never left.

I hope Dave, Eric, and Stephen just audioslave this. Find some awesome vocalist without an ego/alcohol problem and a less cult-y vibe, write some cool new music, and have a happy 2nd, 3rd, 4th, or whatever the hell act they're on. Call it, like, Jane's Rehabilition or something.

Just watched this guy run 4 red lights in my neighborhood. If you see him, please blow his car up.