Phillip Seymour Hoffman and 
Jim Gaffigan.
These are the peeps I get compared to.
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He will try to dizzy you with his intellect, but - honestly - at worst you'll get mildly nauseous.
The old stuff is sometimes better than the new stuff
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- Oh man, perhaps the weakest third act of the year.
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- Also: RE: The last bit: The Elizabethtown trailer.
- This post taken over by the ghost of Larry King
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- College teaches you so much
- A film I find it hard to talk about
- If you make sure you're rejected, the writing's on...
- I'm trying to figure out if this is flattering or not
- SDCC: Episode V: The anti-climax
- SDCC Part IV: Ran and Fractured Kidney
- San Diego (which means Whale's Vagina) part 3: tan...
- San Diego Part 2: manufactured Flimsy weaponry
- Manufactured Whimsy: The SDCC Comic Con report
- There you go.
- Wait, here's two more for your love
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- "I'd also like the story to have a happy ending, b...
- Johnny Depp
- This week's work for the J
- What is too personal for this blog? A linty trip i...
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- Are you there God? It's me Damon.
- There's something about eleven hour workdays...
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- My thoughts on The Family Guy
- A Third of July story
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- Untitled #7
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