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I think you can tell how good or bad a year you're having by what your biggest worry of the year was. Like for LeBron James this year it's probably, "2006: Moving stacks of money from garage into newly-completed 'Money Room.'" Indicating he's having a pretty good year. For recent whodat answer Adam Rich, it might be, "2006: Avoiding being recognized as I shoplift groceries at Albertson's." So it's different for everyone. Looking back at my life it's pretty easy to guess which years were the most carefree.
1969: Breathing
1970: Eating
1971: Walking around
1972: Saying stuff
1973: School
1974: Watergate
1975: Monsters in bedroom
1976: Crush on teenage cousin
1977: Son of Sam
1978: Painful, probably unreturned crush on red-haired girl with snot bubbling from nose
1979: Death of Thurman Munson
1980: Shame of never having kissed a girl
1981: Getting housed by hoods
1982: Lice
1983: Late-arriving pubic hair
1984: Flunking out of school
1985: Flunking out of school
1986: No girls dig me
1987: Failing to graduate from high school
1988: No Significant Worries
1989: No Significant Worries
1990: Dunking
1991: The Future
1992: Being infected by a deadly disease in any of a number of ways
1993: Low-fun, high-stress new job
1994: The Knicks
1995: Managing wayward, slacking motherfuckers
1996: Having no place to live
1997: Dead-end job
1998: Getting Shit Together, thinking about getting out of dead-end job
1999: Y2K
2000: Struggling with big decisions
2001: Getting blowed up by terrorists
2002: Getting blowed up by terrorists
2003: Launching high-end, high-traffic website
2004: Age
2005: Baby
2006: Job
Official announcement: I'm buying the Mac laptop this weekend online. So you won't have to listen to me agonizing about the decision anymore. I assume it will arrive in about three weeks, after which you will most likely have to hear me bitching about it. Sorry.
For ten points: without going back and looking, what movie did I review in the first-ever verbungle.com eLog entry back in March of 2003?
1969: Breathing
1970: Eating
1971: Walking around
1972: Saying stuff
1973: School
1974: Watergate
1975: Monsters in bedroom
1976: Crush on teenage cousin
1977: Son of Sam
1978: Painful, probably unreturned crush on red-haired girl with snot bubbling from nose
1979: Death of Thurman Munson
1980: Shame of never having kissed a girl
1981: Getting housed by hoods
1982: Lice
1983: Late-arriving pubic hair
1984: Flunking out of school
1985: Flunking out of school
1986: No girls dig me
1987: Failing to graduate from high school
1988: No Significant Worries
1989: No Significant Worries
1990: Dunking
1991: The Future
1992: Being infected by a deadly disease in any of a number of ways
1993: Low-fun, high-stress new job
1994: The Knicks
1995: Managing wayward, slacking motherfuckers
1996: Having no place to live
1997: Dead-end job
1998: Getting Shit Together, thinking about getting out of dead-end job
1999: Y2K
2000: Struggling with big decisions
2001: Getting blowed up by terrorists
2002: Getting blowed up by terrorists
2003: Launching high-end, high-traffic website
2004: Age
2005: Baby
2006: Job
Official announcement: I'm buying the Mac laptop this weekend online. So you won't have to listen to me agonizing about the decision anymore. I assume it will arrive in about three weeks, after which you will most likely have to hear me bitching about it. Sorry.
For ten points: without going back and looking, what movie did I review in the first-ever verbungle.com eLog entry back in March of 2003?


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