2005 in review

As the year comes to a close, I have decided to cast a glance backwards at it. I must say that I’m ok with waving goodbye at 2005. But I’ll just go over some of the highlights here. Some of these categories are a direct rip-off from Brian’s site. So you should go read that. Gotta support those Pocatello kids.

Best TV show: Arrested Development (is this cancelled?)

Best new TV show (non-“news”): God, I clearly need to get out more because this award goes to Related on the WB. The British husband calls his wife Jenny and he sounds just like Forrest Gump (Jin-nay). So I guess the Brits don’t so much have sexy accents, as they sound like retards.

Most politically incorrect moment: That last sentence.

Best new TV show (“news”): The Colbert Report

Best Movie: 40-Year Old Virgin. Hands down. That's how I knew you were gay, when you said you didn't like this movie.

Best Song: I don’t listen to music radio too often. I liked The Killers around March, when I was listening to some morning show every day in a pathetic attempt to win some free movie tickets off their trivia show. Which I did. So there. This year, though, I did rediscover my love for Roy Orbison.

Best Party: Filip’s birthday party. Well done to the Rhetts, who hosted, to Cynthia, who organized the surprise aspect of the surprise party, and to Michael, my designated driver. And to vodka. Well, well done, vodka.

Best book: Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim, by David Sedaris. It wasn’t new this year, but this is my list.

Best author that I found this year: Kate Atkinson. Go read Case Histories.

Most memorable moment: All of my moments in Elvis-a-Rama. And I’m ok with that.

Moment I would like to forget: Not too many details here. Let’s just say it involved a creepy person, and me having to call my friend Paul over.

Best meal: Damn, I have to say it. Baked ziti. And you know who you are. Wasn’t I promised some swordfish, too?

Best dessert: Oh, come on. Like we don’t all know that I’m going to say pumpkin cheesecake. Sigh. I guess I have to wait until my birthday for more.

Best birthday present: I enjoyed most of my gifts this year, but Toni takes home the prize for knowing me the best on this one. She bought me the Brady Bunch Christmas album on vinyl. Good job to her for getting three of my favorite things in one present.

Best Concert: Ok, I enjoyed Paul McCartney’s concert greatly (as I should have since it was the most expensive concert in the history of humankind) but Scot Bruce wins this one. And judge away. I don’t care. I love Scot.

Best surprise: My brother’s engagement shocked the living hell out of my whole family. But congrats to them both, and I got a new sister out of the deal.

Best purchase: My new car. Not that I had a choice, since my old one broke down at the dealer’s and I was 10 hours from home. But I still love it, and its kick-ass keyless remote. I am all pimped out with my Chevy Cavalier.

Best vacation: Clearly, Vegas wins this, but I give an honorable mention to the long weekend I took this fall with my father and stepmother, camping outside of Mackay.

Best sale of the year: Some record store in Spokane closed last March, so I made a killing on some albums. And maybe a “’68 Comeback Special” VHS. And maybe some other Elvis souvenirs.

Best day: The day I clocked out of work for the last time at the summer internship from hell.

Best thing I did with my dog: A close second would be the sock incident, but first place goes to walking her in the snow. By snow drifts. Uh, yeah. That's all you need to know.

Best thing about having my own blog: Being able to put my OCD to good use and type up lists.

Have a good new year everyone. I'm going to go get ready for the ball (how many times do you think I'll be able to say that in my life?).