Kevin Harkness

Since each episode (like the original) will have a bumbling matchmaker, it should be called “The Shippers’ Ship Ship.” Avast, prospective mateys!

Like the demons left you any money. Pffft!

Seems to me that a noir city of any kind is what remains after you take out the nice stuff (honour, hope, generosity). So the name shouldn't be "nice" either. Something like 'Durst' or 'Cratt' makes more sense to me, though maybe the contrast between a beautiful name and an ugly city works.

I'm voting for "I Lost on Jeopardy". Mainly because I grew up watching Art Fleming and listening to Don Pardo.

Money or indifference, take your pick. Maybe it was the same impulse to insult that made Anne of Green Gables a blonde on the cover of one notorious ebook.

And later, much later, all they found was a crushed pork-pie hat and a bloody nose ring.

Make it with light sabers and I’m in (only to watch, though).

The cold equations don’t factor in stupidity - ironic.

Happy upcoming birthday! Be of good cheer. I’m 70 next month and my existence continues, in spite of shocks.

Those disappeared days of August have to go somewhere.

Vacuum seal . . . and a really loud popping sound when you pull away.

Headphones and loud music?

There was an episode of Night Gallery called "The Doll" which was creepy enough. The final scene was oddly both terrifying and gratifying – a nice combination to pull off.

This is reasonable.

As a practical matter, can you really explain this without the hand gestures?

Went to the Ghibli museum in October and saw all the character and background studies on the walls. Just amazing to see the evolution of ideas.

From apocalypse to paradise in a few hours.

I saw a bi-color squirrel yesterday, white on the top half and grey on the bottom half. So weird.

. . . but the AI editors chose ‘meat-sack’.

A map of the world.

YouTube video by Piso The Merry Frolics of Satan (1906)

youtu.be/vlSs36AUb5M

The Merry Frolics of Satan (1906) by Georges Méliès.

Not so merry for the horse or the doomed soul, but you've got to love the Vesuvius take-off.

The movie “Hugo” gives you a sense of the man and his work.

That movie pays back more than the price of admission in the first five minutes (train scene).

I’m jealous. Vancouver is deep into the November drizzles.

If this is the cat that died and came back, and is now howling at nothing visible, you are one step away from a Stephen King novel.

Pace yourself. It’s not a race.

Blechh.

We did the same. Came back on Halloween after two weeks in Japan, and autumn pulled a jump scare.

They will definitely be standing at the foot of your bed tonight. Good Luck!

Revenge is a list best served alphabetized.