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January 30, 2003

Reaction Shots To the State of Happy Fun Pundit Address

Dan has now entered the room. He's shaking hands with his wife and daughter...

[Loudly comment that it's about time he wrote something on the blog.]

Commentator: Dan is now at the computer, preparing to type...

[cracking knuckles, opening bag of Bits 'n' Bites (with baked-in goodness)]

Wife, child, dog, readers of Happy Fun Pundit: Every year, starting and probably ending with this one, I sit down and waste an hour or so contemplating the State of Happy Fun Pundit.

[Nod thoughtfully, pick pretzels out of handful of Bits 'n' Bites]

Before I begin, I would like to thank a very special blogger, Glenn Reynolds.

[Loudly comment that this is a better hit-whoring gambit than MADELEINE ALBRIGHT POLE-DANCING]

Whenever he links us, we get more hits than Whitney Houston on a coke binge with Bobby Brown.

[Hit on nearby female audience member, telling her that "I know that guy talking!"]

Not all went according to plan in the first year.

[Nod thoughtfully, pick Cheerios out of handful of Bits 'n' Bites]

We promised to attract newer, younger people to the cause, but it turns out they were all hanging out in Scott Ritter's chat room.

[Ostentatiously reading "Teen People" magazine]

We told Bob Novak to wipe his chin, but we neglected to consider that his saliva is a renewable resource.

[Brushing teeth]

But we choose to focus not on the bad, but on the good.

[Lion face]

Because focusing on the bad makes us look bad.

[Lemon face]

And that's not good.

[Lion face]

We made many successful promises during what some consider the 'Golden Age' of Happy Fun Pundit (February 12th, about three o'clock.

[Forced laughter]

Can we take credit for all these positive developments in the world? Yes. Yes, we can.

[Wake up abruptly , trying to make it seem as though I had closed my eyes in thought]

In conclusion, I'd like to say that it's supper time. Thank you, and good night.

[Run around blocking all the exits from the room until Katie shakes a paw with me]

Posted by Steve at January 30, 2003 09:35 AM