aug 16 in idea barrages

If we could take the irrational hatred of Andy Cuomo by rednecks and fringe-lefties alike in New York State and just somehow transfer it to Rivers Cuomo, we may still yet find an end to the scourge that is post-El Scorcho Weezer.

The fact that “Edible Arrangements” named their CBD-line “Incredible Edibles” and not “Edible Derangements” is more proof I should get to name everything.

A dating app for Scandanavians called Bjornhub.

Stairway to Heaven always reminds us how terrible FULL HOUSE was with its immortal line: “All that Gimlers isn’t gold.”

If Souljaboy wants to make a comeback, “Crank That (Yoda Boy)” lies before him like a ripe apple hanging from a low branch. Just saying here.

In Soviet Russia, hunger games YOU.

If you had a D&D bard pretending to be a barbarian for reasons, he could always be self-aware Deadpool style and busting out Arnold one-liners like “DICE TO SEE YOU”.

If you started a literary salon that was literally a literary salon, you could do worse for a name than “House of Weaves”.