In January, I replaced my Sidekick with a Sidekick II, realized I had been online for 10 years, embarrassed myself at a Shaun Of The Dead signing, had an amusing IM conversation about my cat, got dripped on, went to a snowball fight in Central Park, celebrated one year of VJ Army, and rediscovered my favorite short story.
In February, I took my first really good picture, rebuilt everything after my site got hacked, fixed a life-long health problem, surprised Katie on Valentine’s Day, saw Spamalot, and wrote another Quicksilver tutorial.
In March, I witnessed a very hostile panel discussion at the MT&R, saw TMBG vs. McSweeney’s at the Allen Room, indirectly helped get a game to market, got the shit kicked out of me by a movie, and explained where the names of my websites came from.
In May, I rewrote my biography page, got sick to my stomach at work, acted as a photojournalist for a day, did a long legal analysis on Konami vs. Roxor, went to the Nintendo World launch, made my sleep-talking come alive with Photoshop, revealed 24 Season 5 spoilers, and went to a Gorillaz Q&A.
In June, I saw Glengarry Glen Ross, went to Six Flags and did Kingda Ka, turned 25, transcribed the WWDC keynote and tried to get developers not to panic, recorded videos at SVGL, had a bizarre Flickr moment, started a musical project, waxed ecstatic over PokerRoom, explained what I do for a living, illustrated the benefits of workblogging, captured a subway ride, and worried about the health of the city.
In July, I took a stand against fanfic writers, went to the Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest, found out what a competitive eater listens to, rallied against blog luddites in higher education, explained how to make your own workblog, and spent 4.5 hours at the Del Close Marathon.
In October, my world shrunk just a bit more, I examined the new iPod Video files, my love for Pat Kiernan grew more, I took in the oddest music industry panel possible, took a week off, went to Eugene’s CD recording, mused on the mystery smell of ’05, told the tale of two comedy shows, and revealed that I am horrible at not cheating at games.
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