The Year That Was! Bad!

The site is going through some mild changes. I recently added some links to sites I love and sites of friends (not mutually exclusive, by the way). I've started to add tags, though I don't know what they do. And I'll be going through old posts and assigning them categories, so you can easily find all movie reviews, all tv reviews, all masturbation stories, etc. Keep watching the margins.

I see a lot of site runners are collecting their best posts of the year. I'm torn, because it's so egotistical to choose your own best writing and yet...it's so easy to just throw a bunch of links up! Anyway, I do have a lot of new readers and commenters lately, so this is a good way to catch up on what happened with me between last holiday season and this.

Things got off to a dark start with a one act play about Christmas in the wake of my parents' divorce.

I feared for my life at my barber shop.

I compared relationships to jobs.

Josh, Ian and I kicked off our highly literate Podcast Series, with probably our filthiest: "Children of the Porn." In hindsight, probably not a good idea to get things started with a title that could get you arrested for Googling it. Give it another listen for old times sake, it's like NPR with dick jokes.

I had to pee in a cup.

I nearly died and imagined my funeral.

I had a really bad hangover.

I got an agent.

My mother found the blog.

After much soul searching, I decided to keep it alive anyway, nasty as ever.

I proposed a way to make all movie previews rock.

I was given a great reason to get out of New York.

I moved to LA, and things got off to a rocky start.

I got an incredible temp assignment that featured supermodels and nudity.

I offered a code that all temps should adhere to.

In the blog's biggest scandal of the year, I met The Biggest Douchebag The World Has Ever Known. He invaded my privacy, got me fired from a temp agency, and then threatened LEGAL ACTION when I wrote about the incident on my site, inspiring a huge batch of bloodthirsty comments (that unfortunately had to be deleted). One tries not to hold grudges, but I will never forget this truly awful son of a fucktard. His diapered ass is probably sitting in his playpen right now, angrily shaking his rattle and sobbing uncontrollably because I called him out again.

I discussed my film school days.

In probably my favorite string of posts this year, I shared my 100 Favorite Songs.

The site received its 1,000th comment and broke the comment record.

I ate an enormous spinach salad at a Missouri IHOP, and then enjoyed a bout with E. Coli poisoning.

I pretended to write for Grey's Anatomy, not once, but twice.

My unfavorable review of Studio 60 was mentioned on USA Today's site, fark.com, and several other places, making it my most discussed entry yet.

I got an arousing workplace massage.

My car exploded.

And what better way to end the year than by dipping my toe into the sticky waters of semen donation.

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