Wow! Scary good!

Very well done, sir.

Kind of a skinny raccoon, though. The ones we get in Toronto are much rounder in the body.
i wish my cats were as fierce - they just sit and watch wide-eyed while Rocky visits their foodbowl.

"...the population explosion; an event unique in human history, which happened yesterday, but which everyone insists won't happen until tomorrow."
---John Brunner

Just about the time the oboe arrives, you can hear a single woman's voice singing the words, just a volunteer.
Brava!

Way ahead of it's time, it was an economic flop - shooters are very conservative. Now it's a collector's item, irony, eh?

Surprisingly violent! Most disturbing. And short of board games.

That only works with a de-clawed cat. My Jade is so aggressive that she can not only get part of my sandwich, but then she can sit and lick my blood off her claws for dessert. As for me sitting shirtless, that's a sign that she knows to 'knead' my shoulders.

It's amazing how much Aragorn looks like 'the Dude' Lebowski.

When I was five, almost sixty years ago, my mother would let me accompany her to the grocery store every few days, and she taught me three things: bring a bag with you; take a cart in from the parking area; hold the door for people. At the time, I didn't realize I was related to a saint.
All three have remained with me all my life. Suddenly, I'm the odd man out.

And My first thought when I saw it was that the residual oils from the filters would quickly make the whole place smell like a hundred-year-old coffee house.

Jeez! Where do I sign up?!

The 'bread' thing really resonates with me. For all my childhood, our kitchen had 'white-sliced' bread for everything, sandwiches, toast, French-toast, etc. When I moved to Toronto for university, I had to run my own kitchen. And I found Rye Bread! and Pumpernickel! and Potato Bread! I went nuts! The first loaf of dark rye I brought home, I just sat in my kitchen and ate it, one ripped-off chunk at a time. Eventually I settled on 12-grain for sandwiches and French stick for dipping in soups.
I mentioned all this to my mother, and she said she thought something like that would happen. She knew it's a big big world and she let me discover it. Smart lady!

Also, have a look at MovieTimeLine.com, which covers all movie-recorded events.

Re: Burdell -
When I went to University, there was some guy who applied, paid his fees, then dropped out. The University tried to get in touch with him, but he'd disappeared somehow. So, a few of the guys started doing assignments in his name, handing in exam papers and lab results. Every time, the same notices would appear on all the bulletin boards - every time.
I never met him, wouldn't know him if I did meet him, but if Mr. Tibor Piemli is out there in 'netland, thanks for a whole lot of fun in your name!