by Jay Gish
*Internalize the difference between iambic and dactylic pentameter.
*Read something by Chuck Klosterman.
*Maintain my heroin-like addiction to podcasts.
*Talk to somebody about the potential for an Improv City movie. (Probably an unsuspecting telemarketer. Or a cornered Mike Devine.)
*Still eat no beef.
*Get Angie to internalize that not eating beef does not make me a vegan.
*Produce at least two episodes of my dreamt-up original cartoon series, Cats of Death.
*Get to the bottom of that Chandra Levy business.
*Kick ass.
*Feel guilty about kicking ass; take down the names of all whose asses were kicked; apologize to them.
*Care less about Lost. Oh, wait — I couldnt.
*Karaoke I Got You Babe, with a duettist of any gender.
*Block up to 90% of both UVA and UVB rays.
*See resurrected one of the two most underrated reality/contest shows either The Mole or Master of Champions.
*Finally visit a Frank Lloyd Wright house. Or, if not visit one, look one up on Google images.
*Do people still play Connect Four? Maybe check into some of that action.
