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Hilarious!
I understand Torch’s reluctance to share his Netflix feed. We readers all have affection for everyone on the team but we don’t need to gaze that deeply into your lives. It’s ok for you to have your own private selves, free of intrusion!
The Transmetropolitan comics were the real tell for Adrian – the rest of the bookshelf (and the general tenor of the response) is one kind of answer, but Transmetropolitan is the kind of deep cut that only a genuine died-in-the-wool mid-90s goth would have – a counter-culture JTHM-level chronological marker that you just can’t fake because it’s esoteric enough that nobody else would actually pick up on it if you did. A+ lit choice.
Just glad nobody noticed Sexual Deviation.
JTHM. Haven’t thought about that in a week or two, but like 10 years before that. Man.
Hah! I was guessing it was just some silly one off parody show but I’m even more amused by it being something Jason just made up (in a fit of pique).
Curious, did anyone get all 7 correctly matched in the comments?
It’s both sad and amusing at the same time that this is clearly considered not out of ordinary as far as Netflix shows go.
Now Netflix has to make it real. MAKE IT HAPPEN!
I think Netflix is really to blame, here. Their shows fall into two categories: Absolute bangers and random garbage that was really, really cheap to buy the rights for.
Wait, so “Time Salad” ISN’T a reboot of he very short lived 80’s TV show Voyagers!?
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voyagers!
Poor Jon Erik. Such a stupid way to go.
We need a movie spoof version of that with Hugh Jackman and, oh I don’t know, Tom Holland? He still looks like he’s 12.
I’m anxiously awaiting the crossover episode featuring Mack Hardigraw
First off, the entire post was hijacked by the heartfelt story from Mercedes, which was a far better thing than some screenshots of your streaming feeds. So I think a lot of us didn’t even scroll up again to look. Secondly, Torch, malicious compliance is not supposed to be a source of self amusement. You’re supposed to take a screenshot of your mothers’ Netflix account and not waste your time. Why didn’t you create a fake show about taillights or something?
This! This is why you’re a national treasure.
We should do Autopian watch parties.
Bahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
We all glossed over it because streaming services will make a show out of anything. Nothing is unusual anymore and we just accept it. You could have come up with, “Genital Warts On 100 Pound Sister Wives,” and we would have shrugged and moved on. Kudos to Adrian for actually reading your synapsis. I saw something about making salads (I thought) and disassociated.
> Genital Warts On 100 Pound Sister Wives
That sounds like a good time
I mean, I noticed, but I didn’t say anything – when Torch is involved, there will be Photoshop. At least it wasn’t muppets this time.
I thought the robot’s name was Croutons? No? Was that some other sci-fi salad show?
LOL. I didn’t really look at any of the screen caps too hard, and Adrian’s comment did send me back to investigate the time salad show. But it was just the right level of stupid that I figured it was some random Netflix offering that someone dug up at some point.
#6 and #7 from the quiz check out. No notes.
Huh huh. Temporal salad-tossing. Huh huh.
I just assumed that the level of dumb-assery on Netflix has not changed since I canceled my subscription.
OK, I admit it. I just looked at the show titles, not the descriptions. Since there is a real show called, “Chopped”, my mind simply ignored the intentional misspelling.
Given that David and Adrian were no-brainers for 6 and 7, I got 1 out of 5 right (Peter). And that was a pure lucky guess.
The best part of this piece is that the embedded ad for me is for OIKOS yogurt, which both sounds appropriate accompaniment to a time salad and always reads as “oinkos” to me.
As entertaining as this is, I think the real lesson is that there’s nothing too stupid to be on Netflix and/or our opinions are so low that we believe there’s nothing too stupid to be on Netflix.
LOL, I saw that and chose not to comment as you and Adrian were the only two that were obvious in my opinion
In fairness, Adrian is five hours ahead of the US East Coast (aside from varying dates when Daylight Savings Time or Summer Time commence and end.)
Like this week, for example. So he had the extra hour.
I think Adrian has fallen back already, so he’s only four hours ahead. Still plenty of time to pull the mask off that mystery, though.
Oh, yeah, it is the other way around, an hour closer, not farther in the Fall. I know they changed last weekend (my daughter just started uni in England this year). I just added instead of subtracted.
I have indeed gone back in time last weekend.
Great Scott!
Late one night in 1985, a crazy old man takes a high school teenager to show him a surprise he’s got in the back of his van. Later on that same teenager has to avoid having sex with his own mother.
When you put it like that, it sounds almost as bad as the Time Salad show on Jason’s Netflix account.
Did you eat a time salad for lunch?
I’m thinking about having a salad for lunch tomorrow.
See you last week then
Is it legal over there? I know here in the States the laws are still patchwork, though you wouldn’t know it from the smell coming out of every Big Altima and clapped out Suburban. I was behind an Accord today where the guy was straight up holding a joint in his right hand on the center console.
So yeah. Time salad.
Nice. I prefer time gummies these days. Time brownies on special occasions.
Can’t believe we all missed that. I saw the comment but didn’t go back and put it together. We eagle-eyed pedantic nitpicking jackals need to step it up!
I don’t blame Torch for confessing so quickly. It’s too good to keep to yourself. Bravo.
Adrian for COTD