It is 2025. The console wars are over. Sony struggles to look victorious while Microsoft says they're bored of playing and Nintendo is in the backyard eating worms.

I love when Tubi shows me ads for Bounty paper towels in one Asian language I can't decipher and subtitled in another Asian language.

Incubus is nu metal Red Hot Chili Peppers. If the funk influences weren't enough, just look at the shirts. There aren't any.

Holy Infant, so tender and mild. Now available in teriyaki and honey garlic flavours, and coming soon: Flamin' Hot and Crispy Buffalo Holy Infant.

Fantastic Four is pretty good. It's rushed, but it's the first movie in a long time where I had no idea what was going to happen through most of it.

You can usually hear the age in a voice actor's performance as they get older and return to the same characters, but not Frank Welker. That man will always be a 79-year-old mystery-solving teenager.

I'd actually rather rewatch the Netflix "Cowboy Bebop" now. I've seen the anime enough times, and it's like a remix with the added benefit of making weebs irrationally angry.