Clever title goes here.

A bunch of crap in a big ol' hurry.

First, happy 2005.

Let me just be the first to say that Regis was absolutely dreadful filling in for Dick Clark. I don't know how bad off ol' Dickie Boy is, but even if you just propped him up in front of the camera "Weekend at Bernie's" style, he couldn't have been worse.

I'm starting the new year by flying to Miami on New Year's morning, and will spend the first seven days of 2005 in 70-80 degree temperatures, living for free out of an apartment two blocks from the Atlantic Ocean.

I got an Ipod (among other things) for Christmas. That thing rules. It's up there with TiVo as the greatest inventions of the last five years in my book.

Northwest Airline sucks ass. I flew home to NYC on Christmas night, and they managed to take about an hour to unload the luggage from our plane. Then, when it finally started appearing at baggage claim.. the luggage carousel broke. Not good times. The rest of the trip was awesome, however.

OSU kicked the shit out of Oklahoma State in the Alamo Bowl, so that was good. There's a really good chance that they'll be a dominant team this fall.

The Big Ten enters New Year's Day 2-1 (and very close to being 3-0). Iowa and Wisconsin are at least 50/50 to win their games, and I'll even be rooting for the Wolvies... although I'm not tremendously optimistic about their chances. Seriously, though: good luck and go blue.

My B.S. resolutions are pretty the same as always... stop eating like you're trying to look like a "before" picture in some gym/diet supplement ad... do something more physical than walking to the bathroom every day... blah blah blah.

Really, at the end of the year, I'll be happy if I can say two things:

1) My brother got home safe from Iraq (he leaves for there in February)
2) I got the hell out of TV news. Yes, I know where I'll be going. No, I can't tell you. Yes, it could happen in the next month. Yes, I'm incredibly excited. And yes, it involves sports.

Happy 2005, kiddies.