So It's 2010 and I lived to fight another decade. New Year, new Lou. I hope everyone had a good New Years; I spent it with people who enjoyed vomiting as much as I enjoyed Avatar, which is to say, not too much, but either way, there were blue creatures involved. And everything looked like it was really happening...

I promise you like I promised a dear friend: 2010 will be the year of living well to spite my enemies, the number of which seems to grow as I grow older. I'm working on my photoshop skills, as you can see here. They're, well, okay for a guy who's a human beatbox (as long as you don't count Scribble Jam's inaugural Beatbox Champion A-Train of course).

There's a glut of podcasts coming your way in t-minus 3-2-... well, soon. I don't have an internet connection at the crib -- part of being a member of the working poor I guess. We have new podcasts from horror movie director Tony Wash, old school Smoothcast regulars Robert Gallegos (see if you can spot me in this Johnny Rev video you lucky devil), Kevin (KO), and many more... not Mandy Moore though. I mean, don't get me wrong, she's great too, but if Carrianne can't book her it won't work out...