10. Hellz yizzeah, I’m keepin’ it real. I’m keepin’ it real all up in this… this, uh. You know, this piece.

9. My people are close to cracking it, and when they do, hoo boy. That’s my baby momma’s meal ticket right there.

8. Someday I will tell the story to the whole internets about how Jeremy the claymation Bear people attempted to buy my domain from me, but ended up sending me remastered DVDs of the complete series instead because they couldn’t accept that I wasn’t a slobbering fan of the show, it really just happens to be my name. Whoops, I guess that’s the whole story. There, internets.

7. You know, my wife keeps coming up with much funnier ideas and material for Christmas cards than I’m able to think of myself, but I’m too filled with spite and jealousy to execute them. She thinks she’s hot snot, but you know what? She’s so not.

6. Not voting for Obama in November if you happen to live in California is like boycotting KFC in Barberton.

5. What’s that you say? Oh man no way.

4. Sure, go ahead and laugh, but my comics make dreams come true. My magnum opus is nearly done: “Getting Paid to Eat Bread Pudding”

3. Calliope’s with Al, but Gilbert’s on the fence. I think it might be puzzled by the fact that, throughout the whole documentary, Gore never once gave any hard numbers about HOW MANY DEGREES THE ACTUAL TEMPERATURE HAS INCREASED ON AVERAGE OVER THE COURSE OF THE LAST 100 YEARS. AM I TALKING TO MYSELF OVER HERE???

2. Artistry demands time and attention.

1. Ibid.

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Listen, thanks for the walk down memory lane with those links. One or two of them I’d nearly forgotten.

It’s funny, lately I’ve been getting the itch again, not that anyone’s interested any more. But thanks for the encouragement, buddy. I need to check in on you more often.

Wink!