According to Blogger this is my 100th post. If this blog were a tv show I'd be eligible for syndication!

And like all good tv shows, it's time for a clip show. (Plus a special treat. Click the picture to the right to see me back when I was young Miss Molly.)

Two years ago I was telling you all about my imaginary boyfriends.

Then my car tried to throw me off a building. (I never wrote about what happened after that. Basically, the mechanic couldn't find anything that would have caused the acceleration, but he did find a cracked cylinder head, which lead to me looking for a new car, and ending up with my little Prius, Claudia Jean.)

Then I spent the summer working with the Senior Moistener, passed a milestone and celebrated with some scotch, and adopted a personal motto.

This meme tells you a little bit more about me.

This one is a fairly good example of the times when I just post a stream of counciousness rant. Plus I talk about getting into a guy's pants.

And in honor of the upcoming Valentine's Day, this is still one of the best comic strips ever.

In which I contemplate the words "puppet butt" and answer the question of how many girls can fit in a hammock.

In April I learned something about ways to start conversations with t-shirts.

May: got a list published on McSweeny's.

August: posted some pictues of me in a fancy dress.

Then I went to Alaska and wrote an excruciatingly long post about it.

You know how sometimes the past seems so real you just want to punch someone? No?

Hearing the Mountain Goats in concert was what introduced me to The Daily Kirk, my web-site's hysterically funny boyfriend.

Then in October I got socked by The October Curse.

But things turned around, and in November I got together with my hysterically funny real-life boyfriend, as well as spent some time contemplating my inner child.

Phew! It was a busy two years, I'll tell you what. I can't wait for the next two.