2008, 2 months later

To hell with your timely 2008 retrospective pieces. Out of sheer bad-assedness and abject laziness, I will now commence with my look back at a year that is worth looking back. At.

January: Don’t remember
February: Don’t remember
March: Umm. Think Diana and I rode horses on the beach this month.
April: ….

May: Ate at Taco Bell for the first time as an adult. Saved Hong Kong from Mothra. Experienced strong visual and auditory hallucinations. Could all be related. 48 Hour Film Festival. Went to Forrest and Liz’s wedding.
June: Probably complained about the heat
July: Started our Twitter feed! My first cogent memory of the year.
August: Had a birthday. SAW TOM WAITS AT THE FLORIDA THEATRE. TS Fay blew through, fucked our shit up. Power out for four days. Resorted to cannibalism. Lights came back on. Had to store the meat somewhere. Wrote my favorite Nuinca.com post ever

September: Nick came to Jacksonville. Most of this visit is fuzzy and if I try to remember more, my tongue starts to taste bad. Oh yeah, and Diana and I went to New Orleans and Mississippi. The first one rocked, the second one was like sitting in an empty room lit by a weak sunrise-yellow light for 3 days.
The month after September: Don’t judge me. Bold City Brewery, who, were I a puppy, would be my mother’s teats, opened. Rode in a GT-R. USC’s quarterback got sacked by a ref.
November: Was a part of the best election-night coverage the First Coast has ever seen. The person and situation who shall not be named became a problem and was resolved.
December: I’m half as excited about writing this post as I was back in March. Got engaged, which was like jumping into an icy lake without undies on. Had an incredible Christmas at home w/the folks, D and the dog.

Wow. That took a long time. That list makes it look like I don’t have a life and there’s a million other events I don’t feel like including mostly because it’s late and I don’t have enough to drink to carry on for 5,000 words. What did I forget?