We are very sad to report that “Steak Earnhardt” here at Daytona’s Hyde Park restaurant does not involve a mangled, burning steak emblazoned with countless logos.
I liked the guest popes. A comic pope-trope that was timely and zany. Will save it for the next papal death fiesta, oh yes, count on it.
A bad year in the beginning. Witness a boredom so intense I set out to describe everything I could see from my office chair in a former Jesuit dorm, where I did nothing all day long, ferociously.
Chris Mohney: Each night before drifting off to sleep, he douses his loins with canola oil and wanks himself silly to a photo of Alex Balk’s naked, hairy ass, a photo that he clandestinely procured with a cell phone camera that time Balk passed out with his pants around his ankles in the men’s room of The Magician, circa 2004.
Sure, Alex would like everyone to think it was “clandestinely procured.”
Okay, perhaps this is my favorite “comical” photo of 2004. But part of that is knowing Frank, pictured, and the steamroller, also pictured. Rentor of the steamroller neither known nor pictured.
There are many embarrassing posts from 2004, but this one is a standout.
All these 2004 Coney Island shots were among my favorite “non-serious” photos of the year.
Easily the most popular post of 2004. For some reason it got linked on a lot of (self-described) conservative political humor websites.
This post on casting a movie version of Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian still gets comments as recently as now, not including “female foot domination” spam.
I am engaged in a time-travel review of my first blog, Diztopia, which started in February 2004. Here I vent spleen about not getting hired to run Gridskipper the first time. Bonus Nick Denton and Choire mentions.
Someone should start up a Famous Original Fake Nick Denton tumblr.
see, the head-fake here would be the Fake Alex Balk blog.