
My top five favorites from the last 100:
My Namesake. The dog eventually had to be given back. But he served his purpose by inspiring a blog entry. Grab a catcher’s mask and click here.
Changing A Diaper: My Own Private Viet Nam. This sums up my life so perfectly, it should be read aloud at my funeral. Grab a hazmat suit and click here.
Suffering For My Art. I sacrificed like hell, and all I had to show for it was a lousy cotton ball. Feel the lethargy here.
Festivus, Part XI. What could be more American than baseball and filmmaking? Plenty, since I seem to be bigger in France. Dig in here.
That’s A Wrap. My reign of terror was over. Let us never speak of it again – right after clicking here.