june 15 in idea barrages

A movie about someone who keeps losing online matches when they find out that she’s a spirit with a cellphone called GHOSTED.

Sometimes I will sit back and think about how America forces immigrant communities to celebrate what are at best minor holidays in their home cultures as their token holiday, at the convenience of the American business calendar. St. Pats, Cinco de Mayo, Hanukkah, et cetera.

MY MY MY MY TASTYKAKES, MY MY MY MY MY TASTYKAKES is all I have of this Lady Gaga parody about Philly or should I say, Lady Wawa.

Reckoning what The Rock would be called in The Flintstones is pop culture’s division by zero.

With every passing day, Rand Paul sounds and indeed looks more and more like a one-off Doctor Who villain.

The optimal name for a Phish cover band is “Betta”, by the way.

I mean, of course I want to write a parody of that soft-rock “Freshmen” song about breath mints. Everyone does.

I want to re-boot MISTER ED starring Bill Burr as the human just so that the horse can call him “Billburr” instead of Wilbur. Maybe Mister Ed is really Ed O’Neill in a cheap horse costume. Maybe it’s a fetish thing for Ed. Maybe we can go really psychedelic about this.