Part 2 of Anniversary Week
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Of course yesterday I was WASTED, so I can’t even tell you what I did. Has anyone seen my pants?
Um, anyway. As I was saying, I remember it like it was yesterday, or at least yesteryear.
It was a mid-Fall morning. Brisk and sunny. The kind of day that just makes you want to get up and…write small comic essays for a wacky Internet site. Unless you’re John or Porter. Then you write LARGE comic essays for a wacky Internet site.
Giving birth to this site was tough. Let’s just say Nupe does not have birthing hips. The labor process was long and arduous, but luckily Sean got it all on tape, even the part where Harris fainted.
Now that little website that bounded into our lives lo so many year (that would be singular) ago is a comedy warehouse stocked with the fruits of a delusionally egomaniacal band’s blood, sweat, tears and hilariousness. Oh, and there are some laughs. No, no, lots of laughs. The warehouse is overflowing with laughs. Right?
So let’s raise our glasses to, well, ourselves for starting this here site. And then we should probably raise our glasses to Porter for writing 80% of the Thoughts and doing all the work that’s kept it going for a year.
Here’s to many more…