We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this important announcement
Hi friends! I survived my 10 days en purgatorio. And, unlike the hazy, half-lucid promise that I made at the outset, I didn’t even so much as pretend to try to keep up with idol goings-on. Just as the team, to whom I would aimlessly misdirect links sans context or (frankly) effort just because I found five minutes to scroll through a feed. It was rough, in its ways, and I’m ultimately most thankful that I don’t think that I missed anything that I’d regret missing, and Team Homicidols did a great job.
Did I say that Team Homicidols did a great job? Team Homicidols did a great job. It’s an amazing feeling to know that there exist smart, good-taste-having, reliable people whose interests just so happen to align with my own at a particularly critical juncture, and that should I be out on a breather, they’ll be like, hey sure let’s go ahead and blog the posts about the things. Crucial. If I even knew where to start, I’d send them all something nice.
Hello friends! Maniac here. And … actually, Maniac not here because I’m doing something that I haven’t done in almost three years — I’m taking a break. Homicidols.com hasn’t gone more than, I think, two consecutive days sans at least one post from yours truly since it all started. This has included every significant holiday, every insignificant holiday, personal milestones, personal tragedies, personal super-tragedies and enough wild-ass change to satisfy the average person’s Tolerance Quotient several times over. It’s time to take a breather.
Thankfully, the team has sworn a blood oath upon gods ancient, great and terrible that the site will be in good, regularly updated hands for my time away, and I’m enough of a dumbass that I’ll be chipping in little “oh look at this!” posts throughout. So you’re still getting Maniac posts, just without Maniac, and with way more of the other kids, seeing as how they’re going to be handling everything timely. If you want to get in a fight on Twitter or something, like, don’t.
I’ll see you guys in … wow, only 10 days. Okay. Enjoy the Team with their gloves off!
What are we gonna talk about? All kinds of idol stuff, you guys. Every other time I’ve joined A-to-J, we’ve had a pretty good go of it. And when better to talk about idols of the homi variety than on Friday the 13th!
Warning: I had no idea what to do with this at first, and still don’t, so bear with me
So as the world turns, little things that pertain to your interests will sometimes stick out at you. Case in point: Last Friday, while plowing through the absolutely absurd number of Twitter notifications that I’m set up for, I noticed an interesting series by Zenbu Kimi no Sei Da:
Hey gang, little reminder: My highfalutin idol class that will be equal parts awesome music and videos, recent idol history and Maniac opining despite not being a genuine expert on much other than the shape of his own head is now open for registration. The sucker’s next Saturday at 1:00 p.m. and is only slated for an hour (regretting that decision right now), in Petworth in DC — you wouldn’t even kind of miss the podcast or anything!
Before we actually kick off voting for the Best of 2016, team, I thought I’d actually get around to introducing the You vs. Me component so it makes a little bit more sense.
See, you’re all smart, tasteful people. You’re here, after all! I, however, am the smartest and tastefulest and will brook no argument, and while I won’t be making any direct interventions into the community’s vote for the best of the year, I will nonetheless make my own thoughts known.
I’ve asked a genuine panel of experts* to vouchsafe my submissions; the task before you (should you dare to take it on!) is to see just how well you know your Homicidol Maniac. Using the ballot below, select for each category not your own favorite, but what you think mine is. Continue reading →
Tune in for awkward real-time puns, rampant mispronunciations and so, so many swears in addition to whatever else A-to-J wants to talk about. I will everything in my power to keep the conversation focused entirely on the most obscure things possible.