That's what she said.

Incidentally, I'm holding out for the Harriman doll.

I wonder if its original name was the iPod Maxi.

What this product has to do with peripheral artery disease I've no clue.

As for naked Josh, I can only say Holy Dennis Frantz, Batman.

Lastly, I'm with all the "wait for gen 2 or even 3" people. To paraphrase Max Bialystock, he who adopts early is poor.

Riker-LaForge bromance. Gotta love it.

Most recent TNG lulz occurred while watching "Measure of a Man" wherein Data was asked under oath why he had the Tasha Yar memento and he wished not to say. Throwbacks FTMFW.

Joel, I owe you an apology for weighing in on your Haiti-themed comic, if only because it went against my preference for saying nothing when I can't find anything good to say. Rolling that way has done wonders for eliminating a lot of the drama in my life, especially over the Internetz, and I therefore regret any lapses from that position.

As for this comic, I'm almost surprised why nobody my age (38) wanted to have Carrie Fisher show up at their 12th/13th/14th birthday party in that metallic swimsuit.

Yawn. Don't quit your day job.

First, and I refuse to take NBC seriously until Jeff Zucker's brain tumor returns to finish the fight. Shit like this is why.

My mind has reached a critically unstable state from the simple imagining of recasting R. Lee Ermey as Ralphie's teacher. The phrase "Drop your cocks and grab your blocks" comes to mind.

Thanks for your celebration of geekdom, Joel. MC&HNY!

You evidently didn't endure Cameron's filibustery point-by-point breakdown of this movie's story at the Ubisoft show during E3. Else you wouldn't have seen it in the first place.

Also, Star Wars is forever, everything else is merely a limited engagement.

Voyager should be scheduled by the FDA as a potentially-abused narcotic, if you ask me. I therefore got nothing else to say beside "courts martial." Since you're not put off by us nit-pickers...at least in your human form.