I dunno whats more attractive: Beckinsale the bounty hunter or Biel the bestie.

Suuuuuuck.

If Doc frantically pulled up my driveway in a stainless steel DeLorean telling me he has to send me Back to the Future, I'd say yes every time.

This tale of terrifically terrible dinosaurs inspired me to read the audio book by author Michael Crichton. However, I don't know whats more frustrating: realizing that Jurassic Park doesn't actually exist on an island off the coast of Costa Rica, or that I still can't beat this game for Nintendo, even when I blow on the cartridge. Nonetheless, I am held captive every time I watch the T-Rex clocked at 32mph, and I still get pissed because I hate that hacker crap.