Monday, July 16, 2007


So here we stand, at post 200. I'm also closing in on 10,000 hits, but that won't happen for a little bit. We'll have champagne for that.

I think a retrospective post would be in order.

Back on September 19, 2005, I was starting my senior year of college. I had run a website, Always Next Year, for a while, and decided, 4 months after it got shut for me being delinquent on payments, that I wanted to write on the internet again. Existential vindication or something like that, I suppose.

This was also about the time I was starting to do some spray paint art, some of which I gave to friends, some of which hangs in my apartment and makes it feel a little like the set of Gleaming The Cube, except minus Slater, Tony Hawk and the other guy from Scarface. Okay, other guy from Scarface crashes on the couch sometimes. Examples: onetwothreefourfive

The early days of the blog, like the early days of so many now-awesome things, sucked a lot. Every post was about Liz, insomnia or Journey. I made a lot of posts between 4:00 and 5:30 in the morning. I was really being a giant pussy about everything. So, all things considered, not much has changed.

I sure had a lot of hair back then, too.

Then, a little while later, I took one of the only pictures of myself I've ever really liked.

In February of twenty aught six, I took the practice GREs and didn't realize there would be math on it. I score in the 22nd percentile in math. I also managed to stay online for 23 consecutive days or something like that. Then, I got nostalgic for my Livejournal days. Winters are boring in North Philly.

Looking back, I post to a lot of pictures of zombies. But not enough pictures in general. This blog is text heavy and stupid. Emphasis on the latter.

May of 2006, I graduated from cahhlege. Then I was a gentleman of leisure for just over a month, and it was grand.

September 2006, I went to fabulous Las Vegas for the first time.

December 2006, went to Colorado for the first time, and Aspen. Also perhaps my most visually productive month.

I posted the picture that will be the inspiration for my tattoo if I ever get one.

May brought Cinco de Mustache!, which was a smashing, transcontinental success.

Most of May was spent in Denver, with some really great people who have earned a permanent place in my heart. Speaking of which, one of the other things I wanted to do was point out all the people I have linked on the right hand side over there. Lou did this a while ago, and I thought it was pretty cool. You should prolly just scroll down till you see your name.

Drew: I lived with him for two years in school, and we hang out a bit. We also spend altogether too much time talking online while we're at work. He humbles me with his pop culture knowledge constantly.

Lou: Lived with this guy for three years, and he just moved to Providence. He's the only chauvinist I know who talks to his mom every week and uses a soft baby voice with his girlfriend. I don't know who I'm going to watch football with now.

Tuxbury: Basically lived with Gwen for a year, though she was never on the lease. I think she may have spent more nights at the Uber house than I did. Moved with boyfriend Lou to Providence and took their cats. Boo.

Dr Ryan P Carey, DDS: King of all that is slacker in the metro Philadelphia area. Don't see him nearly enough because he lives in Jersey.

Jelosion: Fellow straight edge crusader at rough and tumble La Salle. We have both since broken edge, and I think it makes it awkward for us, because I never hear from him.

Tsikitas: Studly Greek man who recently moved to West Philly. Love this guy - he gets pumped about everything. And that makes me pumped. And I love it.

Stev: Keeps me updated on everything I need to know about wrestling, which is actually very little. But he keeps me updated.

Phogan: Haven't talked much with the man, the myth, the legend that is P Ho since he moved to NM after school. He was a champion sleeper and snorer, and excellent straight man for the shenanigans at Collegian late nights.

Mo!: She's never around. Which makes me mad, because she's hilarious and awesome.

J. Leo: Didn't know him during school much, but this kid will annihilate you with his movie knowledge. And he took a class with the guy who directed Short Circuit. And he just got engaged. Hot damn!

TR: Lived with him for a year. TR is a champ and my personal hero in many ways. He is a passionate and heartfelt guy in a day and age when people like that are sorely lacking.

Christine B: Christine makes me laugh a lot. Which isn't to say everyone else doesn't, but she has a very cynical and biting sense of humor, which I love. She also loves Van Halen, and that's pretty fucking cool.

Dirt: One of the best storytellers around, and one of the best cooks I know. He's always there, looking on the bright side of things, making everyone laugh and telling you some hilarious story about some time he was living in Saskatchewan or Nepal or some shit. I dunno, I wasn't really listening.

Crystal: One of the funniest people I've ever met, mostly because she gives this unbelievably convincing deadpan look that'll kill you. She's moving to NYC soon and I'm pumped about that.

Wes: My savior in many ways. I wouldn't be able to do my job if it wasn't for him, and he never complains about how incompetent I am - to my face. He's also one of the coolest dudes I've met and, like me, a real beer connoisseur who also loves cheap beer.

Cleanest River (in America): My friend Dan's sketch comedy group. They fucking rule, and I wish them the best of luck. Super talented and hilarious. And Dan is honestly one of the nicest people I've ever met.

Adam: My first editor, and a funny ass guy. I think he was in town last night, but I missed him. Boo to that.

Amy: I like Amy because she suffers from the same restlessness that I do, I think. She's always the one to say "let's go out and have a good time." And we often do. Other times we drink more than we should. Happens, I suppose.

Rico: Never updates. One of my dearest friends from high school who I haven't seen in years.

Denise: The cutest little militant feminist I know. She kicks a lot of ass, mostly figuratively...I think.

Sully: Also never updates. One of my canvassers from when I directed a canvass office in Philly. Very cool, and headed to England in the fall for a whole year.

2F: Courtney, who hasn't updated in forever. She plays like she's a dumb blonde, but she shouldn't, cuz she's not.

Ajayi: Taught me everything I know about towns in southeastern PA and about how to survive as a canvass director: steal food from everyone. Surprised everyone by getting married last year.

Danno: What to say about Danno - excellent musician, hilarious guy, super smart, and hopefully the next covert agent to kill some motherfuckers for the government.

Brooklyn Copeland: Disappeared off the face of the planet, apparently. She was one of my first blog buddies, and we exchanged many hilarious barbs.

Lindsey: Another person I see far less than I should. Easily one of the most sarcastic, and therefore hilarious, people I've ever met.

So thanks to you all, thanks to all the people have read this, and thanks most of all to Steve Perry, who has inspired me in so very many ways. You are all awesome and should be proud of how awesome you are. Because it's awesome.


At 11:11 AM, Blogger Paul Tsikitas said...

I'm glad my almost as intense as Ed Friess style enthusiasm for life in general can make you happy. I apologize for my lack of time spent with you over the past year. It has generally sucked on this end.

PS- If I have off on Any Given Sunday during the Football season, or if I get done work after 4pm, I will gladly try to take the place of Lou. Just know that I do not have cable so I will have to invade your place. Or we can find a bar to rock out.

P.P.S.S- I heard rumblings of this Jelone breaking edge. WTF is that all about? I hope this means we can get him out to a bar. I miss that bastard too.

At 4:43 PM, Blogger Taylor said...

Love you too, buddy. This morning they evicted me. They didn't even say "You're evicted." They just asked me the soonest time I could get my stuff out of the building. I guess it was just implied.

At 9:54 PM, Blogger Wes said...

We love you, Drew! Keep on posting buddy, the web is way more l33t with you on it. Bea tea dubb, posting this from Gabor's. XOXO

- Team Marion

At 2:26 PM, Blogger Dirt said...

First, no blog is complete without a Journey influence of some sort. Now that that's out of the way.

Thanks for the kind words, and always listening/spitting beer all over me.

We're still figuring out how to get you to Denver. Perm.

The last week or so, around the picnic table, either me, Crystal, or Wes will randomly say, 'I miss Drew'.

bee tea dub......dirt got a drum kit. Along with the guitar, organ, and kegerator, the garage officially kicks every bit of ass available.

Come back soon. And rock.

At 5:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

So I got a new job delivering stuff around Philly and Jersey. While delivering stuff one morning, I had to call into my office to double check on a contact. After I was put on hold, they piped in a feed from B101 which was serendipitously playing Steve Perry's "Oh Sherrie" (Hold On! Hold On!)

I immediately wanted to call you, but it was 8:30 AM and I was pretty sure you were still in Denver making it far too early to be interacting with humanity.

Oh and wrestling is in trouble...for many many reasons.


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