This blog's traffic quadrupled today, thanks to the many fine diarists out there who liked the entry about the anthropomorphic shapes of the United States. A few of you wrote asking me who the hell I am, and where to start with this site. Thus I am being hopelessly self-referential and proffering My Top 25 Blog Entries That Inspired the Most Mail. Most of them don't have comments yet because I was still on Blogger then. But I guarantee this: the next hour of your time will go by in a heady rush of carbonated entertainment! Please enjoy. Or figure out what's wrong with me; either will do.
I propose to my girlfriend. This one, thanks to Ev, put me on the map.
I get married. Inspired much well-wishing, as well as a deluge of snarky comments about my tux.
I give thanks to the things that make my life bearable.
My very, very silly resumé.
I dispense careful advice for would-be actors. You better listen to me. I'm a fucking director, god dammit.
I get a kidney stone and write a blog after taking 3 Percosets.
We dine with Christoper Reeve.
I really hate New York sometimes.
These are the things 7th graders generally do not appreciate.
I hate America, especially after November 2002.
I go on Oprah (in 1994).
I clutch my fist and scream at a vengeful God about independent film.
The New Mercilessness.
God, weren't the heady late-'90s fabulous?
Hi, I'm Ian and I'm your fuckin' content generator.
Is slacking dead?
The Daisy Age Micro-Era (1987-91).
The creepiest shadow every caught on film.
Homosexual basketball teams of the early 20th century.
Rules for living in a group house. "Indispensable" – Chip Chapman
I get arrested for allegedly trying to smuggle Xanax from Canada.
The best university experience in the Western Hemisphere. Better than Dook, at any rate.
Where did all my coyly flamboyant mid-70s gay icons go?
We are living in a Lawn Dart Nation. And you are invited.
The following entries were added by popular request!
Everyone loves quick non-boring photo essays: the drive to California, and the drive back.
Letter to the GOP from NYC!
Dook earns its place in the 14th Circle of Hell.
"Top Gun" sucks purple elk dicks.
Least favorite songs and least favorite lyrics EVER.
People that scare me, in order of intensity.
Requirements for a decent goddamn town.
Ski New Orleans!
Posted by irw at February 3, 2004 11:12 PM