Hey-o

Each second feels like we’re getting that much closer to a passionate embrace, and there’s enough sweat and spit to please even the most diehard of slash fiction fans. The series is no longer about fast cars and faster girls — although, yes, it will still make room for the obligatory groupies-grinding-on-cars scene — and it’s completely abandoned the drag-race (hey-o!) underground it once so desperately tried to expose.

Now Rodman, who hasn’t been this close to a powerful tyrant since his brief fling with Madonna in the mid ’90s (hey-o!), finds himself in the unlikely position of having more first-hand knowledge of Kim than just about anyone in the American intelligence community.

Mr. Caspe also hedges his bets, making self-deprecation part of the package. Jake occasionally appends an Ed McMahon “Hey-o!” to his own jokes, and Mr. Marino finesses this potentially icky riff: “I need your explosions.

Actress Lena Dunham posted this selfie, right, last week on Instagram, popping a blue pill with the (typically blunt) message: ‘Can all my ladies with the perpetually spasming bladders say HEY-O.’ […] And as she correctly demonstrated, it can be treatable with medications that calm the bladder and control symptoms. There is no reason to suffer in silence, so if you’re having problems say ‘HEY-O!’ to your GP, pronto.

It’s purely a coincidence, I swear, that our recommended books this week include a novel named “Elsewhere” […] Elsewhere (hey-o), we also recommend two memoirs in which well-known authors take a close look at their parents’ lives […]

More established streamers and networks are like, “Hey-o, so this is how this is gonna go…” But the process with Tubi was very collaborative — it felt like we were all in it together, which I found really refreshing and exciting.