I'm not kidding. No rye James Bond undertones here. Just your ol' buddy Vin talking about--stuff. Stuff like:

Kittens:

Kittens are so fucking adorable! I just want to take each one and pet them and squeeze them and feed them Kibbles N' Bits and make them watch a DVD of Casino Royale (Peter Sellers version) until their faces melt off like the Nazis is Raiders of the Lost Ark.

Jack White:

Come on, who doesn't love the White Stripes or The Raconteurs? If only he would team up to record a song with Alicia Keys. I'm sure if you google both of their names at once you'll find several petitions for just that. Leave this website right now and try it. We already got your hit from clicking on this page anyway, so go try it.

Aston Martin:

Have I ever told you guys how much I love this particular brand of automobile? No? Well, I won't go into detail now (we would be here all day). I'll just say that it is a reliable car with an equally reliable arsenal of exploding gizmos and gadgets. Perfect for fighting off terrorists and diamond-smugglers in this uneasy post-9/11 world.

Remmington Steele:

Well this, this is just a really good show, right here. You should all buy the DVD box set of it and find out everything you can about the lead actors involved in it for future reference. Wikipedia every actor you can and find out what they've been up to since 1986. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.

Austin Powers:

See? NOT James Bond. Has nothing to do with 007 whatsoever. One is a spy thriller and the other is a raucus Mike Myers comedy about British culture and midgets. No connections at all. Don't even try and connect any sort of dots; because there are none.