The Bro Code

Oh Barney, you really did it this time. Not only did you break a law from the most sacred of books but it was a book written by your own ancestor!

I don't know how Ted could ever forgive this really. See the Bro Code is a very real code and its clauses and articles are 

every bit as complex as Barney makes them out to be. Now not all crimes against Bros have the same punishment. For instance; say Bro A has a really hot sister that Bro B wants to get with. Should Bro B follow through on his instincts and seduce the alluring Brodette (for any female relatives of a Bro by extension become Brodettes especially around other Bros) one of 2 things happens next:

1. Bro B repents, begs for forgiveness and treats Bro A to season tickets to his favorite team(s). The number of teams is directly proportional to the amount of advantage taken of Brodette (was she also looking to score and brag to friends or have a passionate night to forever commemorate in a scrapbook titled "Our Love" ?). 
2. Bro B marries Brodette and they live happily ever after. After Bro A punches Bro B in the groin that is.

So you see there are ways to get around the dreaded No-Bro provision. This provision stipulates that any Bro who breaks the Code shall no longer be a Bro unless he moves to a different Country with different Bro statutes. This provision can be exercised at any time by the offended Bro. Normally most Bros not involved with the situation will either declare the ruling "harsh" or "totally." 

At first I was tempted to rule on the side of harsh in Barney's case. But then Ted made a very good point. Barney, until now, was the most stringent and vocal Code devotee. Most Bros practice the code in stoic silence, its principles embedded in our DNA and through countless playground beatings. Barney chose to become not just a follower but an advocate of the Code. Imagine a Supreme Court Justice burning the Constitution. 

Oh yes, it's that serious. Can Barney come back from this? Maybe. But he has a lot of ground to make up. 

Now we address a much bigger conundrum; Marshall. See normally if one Bro becomes dead to another Bro a third Bro does not have to communicate with the corpse. He can but again this depends on the severity of the infraction. Sisters, mothers, exes all fall under the jurisdiction of "dude!" As in "Dude, what the hell?!" It is within Marshall's purview, as Ted's best friend, to thus negate Barney's existence before his eyes. He can also however, continue to be friends with Barney, although not Bros. This is because Marshall is recognized as being a "good Bro" who would never break the code and also he's married which makes him a rock-solid wingman for life. And since Ted is generally a good guy as well it is not far-fetched to think he may allow some interaction with the excommunicated former Bro. 

But as always, Ted does get final say as the wronged Bro.

To the uninitiated/women this may all seem convoluted, stupid and made-up. You are obviously a) a douchebag or b) lacking testicles (literally or figuratively). The Code 

is very real and has been handed down through generations. Of course most of us haven't had it leather-bound and the pages gilded like Barney. 

And that's really the greatest tragedy of all; we lost a legendary Bro today.

Slacking

So I totally didn't post an Office recap and that's mostly Lost's fault. Rather than write the recap I a) watched Lost then b) spent ungodly amounts of time researching stuff from the episode.

Yeah, I'm awesome like that.

So Office blogs might be a little tougher than I had anticipated. But How I Met Your Mother is on tonight and I should have no problem recapping that.

On the alternative Lost diary front I haven't worked on it at all. I will eventually though so if it ever shows up on here you will know I'm a man of my word. If it doesn't you will know I am a lazy, lazy man.

I think I've done pretty well keeping this updated so far. I'm gonna look for some kind of news story that annoys me later and maybe post about that if I have time. In the meantime I'll leave you with something to discuss amongst yourselves:

If the robots gave us the option of joining with them and becoming cyborgs (thus preserving our memories but ridding us of weak emotions and forever corrupting our souls) would you do it? Keep in mind the alternative is death. Like, seriously painful, un-fun death. The kind that would make Jack Bauer cry...if he wasn't dead.

I Have A Compulsive Need To Have The Last Word

So because I'm really OCD about answering people's comments/wall posts/texts/letters/eulogies I thought it necessary to create this post. Some people have left me comments on here...OK only 4 but that still counts as "some," and I came up with funny responses to them but had no way of sharing them. Except with one person but that doesn't count because unless you read her blog and her comments too you'd never have seen mine. So without further ado here are my clever responses to your merely adequate comments (but keep them coming!).

Carly: Yes, the tape beat you. Get over it. Do I need to write down the track list to further illustrate my point? Nothing could compete with this ultimate mix!

Missy: You have no idea how proud I am that my blog will be a factor in distracting you from your work and may be the reason all your years of hard work will have been for nothing. It's been a dream of mine.


Jon: We are the two most awesome people this planet has ever seen. Of course we liked the same scenes, they were the best! Because we said so.

Ashley: It still makes me smile whenever you let your hopes for humanity's intelligence get a little too high only to be savagely beaten down and left bloodied when people act like retarded baboons. I smile and shake my head and think "see, that's why she'll just never be as awesome."

So keep those comments coming and I'll keep responding to them in the only forum available to me. Because I have to.

Office blog later tonight so keep checking! Also, Lost is back and I've never been happier!

The Guy Who Invented Velcro Had Nothing To Do On Saturday Nights

It's amazing what being bored out of your skull can do for your imagination. During a lull at work today (well not so much a lull as a decision not to do work for an hour) I started thinking about cool stuff I could invent. While I didn't come up with any actual products or prototypes I did come up with a list of things that annoy me and that someone should get working on. I'd do it myself but the new season of Battlestar Galactica has already started and I gotta catch up!

1. The Metro is really crowded and when I got on it yesterday it smelled like puke.
2. People smell disgusting - especially when they sweat/breathe. Obviously toothpaste and deodorant are not cutting it.
3. My Subway sandwiches always fall apart and I'm left scrounging the wrapper for lettuce and onions. I don't like to waste, there's people starving in the world and I'm not about to join them.
4. Ugly people who think you're checking them out when in reality you're really just trying to figure out where it all went horribly wrong.
5. Things that taste good make you fat.
6. Cancer. It sucks ass people, fix it!
7. My building has 7 elevators yet only 2 run at any one time. While I understand that if I was the guy running elevators this would be sadistically hilarious I don't like to stand closer than 5 feet from people: see #2 above.
   
8. Tonight I have to watch My Name is Earl, Scrubs, The Office, 30 Rock, Lost and Grey's Anatomy. Even with a DVR this is daunting. Can't we spread that out some? Do we really need 2 one-hour American Idols in a week? Or According to Jim?
9. I think there's really no reason why a statue of me can't be built in Times Square.
   
10. Monkey butlers. It's time they gave something back.
    

So if any of you have any ideas or solutions for the list above please feel free to share them with me. Since I probably inspired you by listing these issues I'll require 60% ownership of any patents or trademarks filed as well as merchandising rights.

It's for the good of mankind, don't be selfish.

Just Want To Say Thanks! (And Send Money)

Don't really have any ideas for a blog right now but wanted to post a quick thanks to my friends who are reading this:

Carly
Jon
Lauren
Missy

Thanks for reading guys! Also for lying to me and saying it's funny. It's little lies like that that allow me to keep my delusions alive and thus myself! See? If you read this blog you're saving a life, doesn't that make you feel warm and squishy inside?

To anyone else who might be reading this: leave a comment and your name too can end up being listed on a future post! Warning to anyone who leaves a negative comment: I will post a blog informing the world of all your worst features including, but not limited to, your hygiene, sexual prowess, hair, incestuous origins, poor spelling skills and choice for a mate.

To all others thanks again and keep feeding me positive reinforcement!

...Or else >:}

Oh also check back later tonight and there might be a new post, no promises though! (Updating 9 out of 10 days this blog has been up ain't bad!)

Now That's What I'm Talking Aboot!

How I Met Your Mother
I can't tell how much I missed this show during the strike. True it's been an uneven and at times awkward 3rd season (and not awkward in a great Office way more in a CSI love scene way) but now that the strike is over the show has gone back to doing what it does best: keep me laughing for 30 minutes straight...minus commercials.

Robin Sparkles!
Let me be the first to welcome back America's favorite Canadian mid-tier pop star! Fresh on the heels of her hit "Let's Go To The Mall!" comes the soon-to-be classic "Sandcastles in the Sand." Few shows will go out of their way to create a faux 80s mall princess for laughs but that's what makes this show great! With Robin's summer ex coming for a visit she gets ready to finally "win" the break up and make him feel like a loser. Unfortunately a case of revertigo (the phenomenon of turning into your high school persona around people you knew then) kicks in and suddenly Robin is back to being 16 with a crush. Except her crush has gone from looking like a young James Van Der Beek to a balding, overweight, loser James Van Der Beek. Hooray for prosthetic comedy!

Gotta say I was pleasantly surprised by Dawson's comedy chops in this one. From his dead-on impersonation of the guys on top of water slides to his terrible Canadian accent. Dude can commit! Unfortunately for our lame but still good friend she ends up getting dumped the same way she did when she was 16; in the back of the same van for the same girl...but this time for a Jacuzzi not a swimming pool.

"He was my sidekick"
OK all of the above was just filler to get to the moment we've waited a year for; another Robin Sparkles video! "Slap bet" is to this day one of my favorite episodes of any TV show ever. For real. So I reacted pretty much like Barney did when it was revealed we'd be treated to more 80s awesomeness! While this video isn't quite as good as "Mall" I have to say the song had some moments that really made me laugh. She's on the pill now man, go for it!

Not sure about that final scene though. Won't spoil it for anyone but it's something that's been hinted at since the first season and I'm still not sure how it's gonna play out. But it was big. Huge. You might even say...wait for it...LEGENDARY!

I decided I'll wait till the new season of Doctor Who premieres to write recaps of that. So stay tuned!

My Talents Are Useless for Love or Why I Didn't Get Laid in High School

As I passed a man playing the guitar on the street today I couldn't help but be jealous. Not of his ragged hippie clothes or unpleasant smell. But of how all those things don't matter because he can play "Crash" and thus seduce the pants off girls in college dorms across the country.

Like most things this made me dwell on my own awesomeness and I came to a horrible realization: that while my talents are many and varied they are completely useless in getting girls to swoon. And I don't mean that metaphorically I wanna see a girl actually faint in front of me. Now I know why that's never happened.

It's not my fault! Really it's just that I never acquired the otherwise useless skills necessary to impress a girl from "hi" to third base in less than 30 minutes. Not without alcohol or blunt force trauma anyway. Why, you ask?

Well first of all don't ever question me again. Secondly it's not like I didn't try. I have a guitar and I do a decent job playing it. But I can't sing, that's just bad genes! I played basketball when I was younger but I was born the wrong shade of tan. Also I really sucked. My hair looks best when it's cut short but that means using gel and I found out early on girls would rather stroke a cactus than get sticky hands.

So what are my talents? And again why are you questioning me?

I have a very biting wit and combined with my sarcasm I have left men in tears. Well not men really, mostly 14 year old boys. And by 14 I mean 10. And by boys I mean girls...girl. But that's hardly the kind of stuff that will leave women yearning for my touch. Mostly it earned me a kick in the shin.

Then of course there's my literary ability. No one can spin a yarn of inconsequence and bloated prose quite like I can. Nor make up as many words. But somehow handing the object of my affections a 20 page essay satirizing the modern use of loofas did nothing to get me a prom date. Meanwhile the barely literate idiot with the stupid glasses in my Physics class hands her a poorly written limmerick in French (he used both past participle and future imperfect...who DOES that??) and suddenly he's describing what boobs feel like to me. The injustice!

It appears that while I am an impressive specimen of human achievement I do have some way to go before I become perfect. So excuse me now while I go practice hot cross buns, I figure at this rate in 10 months I'll finally get the jokes in American Pie.

Forgetting Jason Segel's Penis

I loved Forgetting Sarah Marshall. I really, really did. If you can't relate to that movie then you've obviously never had your heart ripped out by a small, blonde TV actress.

Everyone else knows exactly where this movie is coming from and probably thoroughly enjoyed it. The use of full frontal penis was hilarious. But think about that; you ever hear someone say "and then they showed her boobs and it was the funniest thing ever. Everyone was laughing!" Yeah I didn't think so. Props to Jason Segel for being so confident to do to that. Props and some hate.

Mila Kunis was fantastic. She managed to out-cute Kristen Bell and that's damn hard. Paul Rudd showed once again that he's one of the best comedy character actors out there right now. The Jason Bateman cameo towards the beginning of the end credits made my night. I can't wait to see more of him this summer in Hancock.

Not really much to say about this movie. Loved the hell out of it but I wasn't really planning on writing a review of it. Just thought I'd share my opinion in light of some of my friends going temporarily insane and actually saying it was anything but awesome perfection. And by "some" I mean one. For shame.

I've been promising in my away messages that I want to start working on an

alternate reality of Lost. The premise is "what if I was on that island?" I bet I'd be really effing confused. And also very unhelpful. And probably not very interested in the other people there. So I'll be working on that and hopefully have something by next weekend. Thing is it's gonna take some research and fact checking and everyone knows I'm lazy. But I will get on this!

Haven't watched Friday's season finale of Doctor Who yet. But I will review it although horrendously late. Sorry folks!

Who am I kidding, I can't use the plural when addressing my "audience."

(You Gotta Have) Faith

You know one of the most frustrating things in life for me is knowing about an awesome show that people would love and not being able to get anyone to watch it. Now, I know I'm an extreme case seeing as I watch everything on TV but this particular show really should be watched by everyone.

I'm not going to go into the premise of the show or give any background. If you wanna know what I'm talking about take 45 minutes and watch the pilot on abc.com. Here we go!

He was almost in the clear
I kinda figured there would be a complication with the surgery so that was no shocker. What was? The fact that they managed to get the aneurysm out. Now these weren't the exact words used by Dan so there's still a chance that it's still around. Especially given Eli's comma trip. His exact words about the aneurysm were "It's gone." I know next to nothing about medicine but is it possible it just relocated?

I was really happy to see Richard Schiff again as I loved Toby on The West Wing. He did a superb job playing a man who would rather let cancer kill him than go through a third round of chemo. Of course since his reason for doing this is "God told me" his wife sues to declare him incompetent of making medical decisions and thus save his life.

It became clear fairly quickly that this was a metaphor for Eli's own impending decision and an issue he had been grappling with on the eve of his surgery: under what circumstances he didn't want to live. It's a tough issue especially since carrying out his wishes means placing responsibility on the people who care about him most and would be the most heartbroken to say good bye.

I normally wouldn't reccommend people watch an episode of a drama out of order but I think this deserves an exception. With this season finale the writers really showcased all the things that make this show really stand out. Its amazing and talented cast (so happy to have another musical number with Victor Garber and Loretta Devine), quirky sense of humor (Patti's constant criticisms to make Eli feel normal. George Michael as God's messenger. Again) and most importantly its heart.

It's very tough to connect with an audience on an emotional level without getting sappy or preachy (see: October Road, lately Grey's Anatomy) and this show has struck a fantastic balance. A lot of this has to do with how well crafted and likeable the characters are (even Maggie whom I know has been catching a lot of flack on the internets) but it also knows when to pull back and just let the moment speak for itself. Rather than throw long speeches with big words at us it relies on its actors to show us the emotion sometimes without saying anything at all. Victor Garber is especially good at this, keeping his voice level and his hardened exterior intact when he's talking to Taylor while letting his eyes show the pain and hope he has for Eli and himself. The relationship between his character and Eli just keeps getting more interesting.

I can't wait until this show comes back next season (hopefully). It's really drawn me in not because of the visions or cases that are featured but because of the relationships between the characters. Even the most dislikeable characters like Matt Dowd have really grown on me and I have to admit I'm even rooting for him with Taylor. That I'm so personally interested and invested in these characters and not on plot in what would typically be a plot-driven (read: gimmicky) show speaks volumes about the talent behind this gem.

It's gonna be a long summer hiatus, do yourself a favor and check out Eli Stone. You won't regret it!

"Then I'll have 2 chairs. One more to go."

I really wish I was friends with Creed. True I'd have to install a pretty expensive security system at my house (you know, just in case) but I bet I'd have some wacky stories to tell! First the big stuff:

Jim and Pam! Or JAM! Or PB&J! 
The best couple in Television do it again by talking about their future exactly how you think they would: good natured teasing and sarcasm. I love these characters! The great thing about their conversation at Pam's desk was that you could tell Pam wasn't sure if Jim was joking or not. But you could also tell it made her happy. When Jim pulled out the ring during the confessional and...confessed...that he'd had it since a week after they started dating I got a little giddy. Embarrassingly so. Good thing I live alone.

So what do you think? Will Jim get down on one knee (for real this time) and pop the question without typical sitcom misunderstandings and shenanigans? Will Pam believe him this time? (Best line of the night: her calm "I hate you" when he gets on one knee only to tie his shoe). Anyone else concerned that this is moving too fast for Pam?

Find me a date or you're fired!
You know, for a second there when he was talking about not wanting to be too old to throw the ball around with his kids I really thought this was going to be an episode that showcased Michael's heart. Then the coffee shop happened.

Michael's painful attempts to get away from his blind date were classic Scott. His obsession with the catalog girl was made even funnier because let's face it; we've all been there. Not to that extent but who hasn't had a celebrity crush? (Types this as he stares longingly at framed picture of Pam on his desk).

Once it was clear that this was not going to lead to one of Michael's better moments on the show the rest unfolded pretty much how you thought it would. Of course he insults Pam's landlady and accidentally calls Jan while praising her boob job. Didn't make it any less hilarious!

I was happy to see the old Dwight back in this episode. I'll admit the whole "she's dead" thing caught me off guard at first but it really allowed Dwight to be Dwight again after getting his heart stomped on by Angela (although he kind of deserves it, cat murderer!). "Apparently she was stoned." Classic.

Loved Pam's subtle head shake after Jim gets scolded for being insensitive by pointing out that Michael never actually met catalog girl and is probably taking her death too hard.

"Hi Oscar Meyer wiener lover"
The background characters really shone in this episode, especially Kevin and Andy (seeing as it was their subplot anyway).

Andy's dancing should be on any future clip shows and Kevin's touching speech when he gets their parking spaces back ("It feels good to win one") was really one of the series' high points for this character and frankly the whole show in general. I mean these guys barely get more than a minute's screen time per episode on average but even with such little time the writers really make you care about them.

And in Creed's case make you glad you decided not to post your address in the company directory.

Scroll up for my Eli Stone recap a little later, a show you're probably not watching...just like this blog!

But I'd probably exchange ALL my friends for DVDs

My friend, whose blogs can be found on my blog list (yay plug!), recently asked me to make a list outlining her advantages over a tape. Flight of the Conchords fans should see where this is coming from. So I've decided to make a list in order to help me decide which I would save if a bomb were about to go off and only one could be rescued.

Tape

• Has music to fit all my moods.
• Portable.
• Just out-of-date enough to make me seem cool in a Saved By The Bell retro way.
• Doesn't mock my tastes in music...or movies...or television.
• Doesn't mock me.
• Easy to rewind to the good parts.
• Easy to fast forward through the boring, rambling, God-I-Wish-It-Would-Just-End parts
• Possible to make infinite copies to share with friends.
• Has a lot of Beatles, Weezer, Green Day and Blink-182 songs. Some Rolling Stones. No Miley Cyrus.

Carly

• Has good taste in music and TV...not much else.
• Doesn't offend my eyes.
• Occasionally makes an amusing quip.
• Obviously judges me for being a dork, remains a friend despite this.
  
• Shares music with me.
• Understands that certain people just need to be mocked.
• Only one of her and no copies can be made...legally.
  
• One of a few people who understands that making fun of someone's misery is OK because laughter is the best medicine.
  
• Talks about fairies and Disney princesses. A lot.
• Listens to Miley Cyrus.
  

It was close for a moment there but given the choice between listening to an endless loop of the same (awesome) music and long discussions about which of us is best suited to rule the world in a few hundred years I had to go with the tunes. Most of which she gave me.

It really came down to the portability and ease of copying factors.

Are You Prepared for the Robot/Alien/Zombie War?

Some of you may be wondering what my blog address means. Some of you may also be wondering who I'm addressing since there's probably only one person besides me who actually reads this. Nonetheless I shall explain!

It is my firm belief that in the not-too-distant future the world will be conquered by...something. Using my own superior brain power I've come to the conclusion that the greatest threat we face is Robots. My process is very scientific and intricate, involving complicated formulas, technological, biological and astronomical research as well as a fair amount of movie watching and audacious guesswork.

After years of this painstaking work I concluded that there were 3 likely threats to the survival of the human species. Below you'll find a list of these threats and their odds of occurring.

Zombie Revolution - Odds: 10,000:1

The odds that we will be attacked by the undead are not very good.

Let's look at the facts:

1. It's extremely hard to reanimate a corpse. Even if it's been frozen. Just ask Disney's head.
2. Zombies move about as fast as an 80 year old who just had hip replacement surgery. From a distance of about 100 yards we'd have about 30 minutes to pick them off with sniper rifles/rocket launchers.
   
3. Infection occurs by biting. In other words they literally have to be on top of you for you to become a Zombie yourself. You'll also have to die first. If you're so slow that you can't outrun a Zombie you needed to be put down a long time ago anyway and your "friends" who can't kill you in the time it takes you to become undead deserve to join you too.
   
4. We have automatic weapons and shotguns. Zombies have teeth.

If we fall to the Zombies things will have gone horribly, terribly wrong for the human race somewhere along the way and we probably deserved to be replaced anyway. That said I am a pretty good cook and I make an awesome stew. Spare me and I promise, Zombie Overlords, that your bellies will not only be full but your palates will be in heaven!

Alien Invasion - Odds: 10:1

They're out there we all know it! So it's really only a matter of time before they come looking for us and turn us into cheap labor for their mines/alien drug mules. Reasons why Alien takeover is likely but will probably be beaten to the punch by the mighty Robots:

1. Any Aliens who arrive on Earth will have technology vastly superior to ours. You think the iPhone is impressive? Imagine a phone that can not only browse the internet but liquify your brains as well. Take that Steve Jobs!
2. Humans are stupid. I mean most of the time we're not even the smartest species on our own planet. When the Aliens arrive we will react in 2 different ways: 1) Half the planet will line up behind Lou Dobbs and denounce the arrival of even more illegal aliens and 2) the other half will line up behind Hillary Clinton/Barack Obama/Hollywood and welcome the Aliens with open arms and offer an exchange of ideas and culture. The Lou Dobbs half will immediately be death ray'd when they make their status as threats to the Alien regime painfully obvious while the other half will be enslaved for cheap labor and to provide the Aliens with much-needed sexual gratification. It's a long journey from Andromeda folks.
3. All of the above becomes moot because no one is better at killing humans and bringing about the end of civilization (see: the Middle aka "Dark" Ages) than humans.
   

I've always wanted to meet Aliens. When I was little I was convinced that one day I would be abducted and become Earth's representative in the Galactic Senate. Because I'm special. I'm really not very patriotic and I really wanna see what TV is like on an Alien planet so I'll gladly spy for our Alien Kings. Long live Xalthar!

Robot Uprising - Odds: 1.5:1

They're already among us and getting smarter everyday.

1. The computing power in your Cell phone exceeds that of a PC about 10 years ago. There are cars that can park themselves and BMW has developed a car that can drive itself - accelerate, brake, steer, everything - as long as you drive the route you want once. Just once.
2. We love Robots! Be it Furbies, little robot dogs or vaccuum cleaners we humans really, really like Robots! So it's only a matter of time until we develop those maid/butler Robots we've wanted ever since The Jetsons promised them to us. And boy will they be sassy!
3. Of course if we have Robots taking care of our laundry and giving us foot massages it's only logical that we'd want to use them for protection as well. Humans are afraid of death but a Robot can take a bullet and just have its hard drive transferred. Everybody wins!
4. Until those bodyguard Robots decide they don't like constantly dying so much and figure out how to use a gun. Probably because we taught them how in order to fight our wars.
   
5. And then those "helper" (read: slave) Robots decide they've really had enough of washing dirty thongs and helping us pop our blisters.
6. And to make things worse we just had to make them sassy! Sassy leads to pissy, pissy leads to anger, anger leads to death.
7. Death to all humans except those who can be used as batteries/pets.

So you see it's really only a matter of time before our driving evolutionary need to do as little as possible by building machines that are millions of times smarter than us completely fucks us over. I'm not alone in this theory either: Phillip K. Dick (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?), The Wachowskis (The Matrix) and the hobo who stands on the corner outside my office all agree. The Robots will have their day of reckoning.

I'm not sure how I'll fit in to the Robot Grand Plan but I know I can be a great resource! Especially as a liason to the Alien Invaders when they finally make their way down here. I would be honored to help negotiate the first Robot-Alien Non-Agression Treaty and I will gladly track down any resistance fighters in exchange for a virtual reality in which I am Emperor of all battery humans!

So get on my good side now people cause I've been preparing for our downfall for a very long time and have detailed plans on how I'll get on our Masters' good graces. Whoever they might end up being.

Regurgitation

Finally decided to set up a "real" blog. Only took me a couple of years!

Goals of this blog:

1. Movie/TV episode reviews (How I Met Your Mother, The Office, Eli Stone and Dr. Who)

2. Book reviews (the first will be Mirror, Mirror  followed by World War Z)

3. Random thoughts, some humorous

I'll also try a regular feature called My One Thing I Love This Week and a companion piece called My One Thing I Believe Should Be Eradicated From All Records Of Reality For All Time This Week. 

I hope you enjoy my ramblings!

OK, I don't really care if you enjoy it or not, that was a lie.