I may have to start watching "Rescue Me."

I have to admit, half the reason I bought these shoes is because of the awesome name.

Guys, I tried going to the Tim Hortons on Broadway last night after the Matthew Ryan show and it was CLOSED.

I want to hug every stater.

I am at the Bowery Ballroom drinking 12 dollar Red Bull and vodkas, but not a lot, because I am poor.

Stacy Keach is everybody's father.

Oh shit, I should probably check for ticks.

I spent like an hour trying to track down a bear that six different people flagged me down to tell me about, to no avail.

Torchwood killed me, like, to the point I don't even know what to do with myself now.

YAY, the Torchwood torrent is up.