100th EPISODE: READY FOR SYNDICATION

In the history of a TV show, 100 episodes is considered a major milestone, as it marks the point at which that program is usually ready for syndication.

This is my 100th post, and I'm also ready to be paid gobs of money for my reruns, so if you know of anyone who's buying, let me know. By reading the My Urban Kvetch Oldies-But-Goodies, they'll find out what you already know, all the things I've done and talked about over lo, these many months:

In the early days, I provided moment-by-moment Oscars commentary. I struggled with my toilet. I attended a 50/50 party where there are supposed to be many eligible guys. I wrote the definitive Celeste in the City essay.

My alter ego, Carb Girl, bought breakfast cereal and mourned the closing of a local bagelry.

I contemplated the Name of God, Yom Hashoah (Holocaust Memorial Day) and Yom Ha'atzmaut (Israeli Independence Day).

I reminisced about an old ex-something. I decided the blogosphere needed a safe space for people to "deal" with online dating trauma, and founded JDaters Anonymous.

I spoofed Bridget Jones and her diary; I tried to stop the magazines from taking over my apartment; I reacted surprisingly well to the end of Friends.

I appealed to Kate Lee from ICM to make me famous. I mourned the passing of Angel. I sang the praises of Sixteen Candles.

And of course, I became Madonna and got pooped on.

It's been a real journey. And I did it all with you by my side, gentle readers. It was a small audience that grew, from anonymous posters into real friends. Over a thousand visits since the webcounter was installed last week.

Happy 100th Postday to My Urban Kvetch. Here's to the next 100! I hope you'll all be there with me.

Love,
Esther
The Urban Kvetch Bloggerette

100th EPISODE: READY FOR SYNDICATION

In the history of a TV show, 100 episodes is considered a major milestone, as it marks the point at which that program is usually ready for syndication.

This is my 100th post, and I'm also ready to be paid gobs of money for my reruns, so if you know of anyone who's buying, let me know. By reading the My Urban Kvetch Oldies-But-Goodies, they'll find out what you already know, all the things I've done and talked about over lo, these many months:

In the early days, I provided moment-by-moment Oscars commentary. I struggled with my toilet. I attended a 50/50 party where there are supposed to be many eligible guys. I wrote the definitive Celeste in the City essay.

My alter ego, Carb Girl, bought breakfast cereal and mourned the closing of a local bagelry.

I contemplated the Name of God, Yom Hashoah (Holocaust Memorial Day) and Yom Ha'atzmaut (Israeli Independence Day).

I reminisced about an old ex-something. I decided the blogosphere needed a safe space for people to "deal" with online dating trauma, and founded JDaters Anonymous.

I spoofed Bridget Jones and her diary; I tried to stop the magazines from taking over my apartment; I reacted surprisingly well to the end of Friends.

I appealed to Kate Lee from ICM to make me famous. I mourned the passing of Angel. I sang the praises of Sixteen Candles.

And of course, I became Madonna and got pooped on.

It's been a real journey. And I did it all with you by my side, gentle readers. It was a small audience that grew, from anonymous posters into real friends. Over a thousand visits since the webcounter was installed last week.

Happy 100th Postday to My Urban Kvetch. Here's to the next 100! I hope you'll all be there with me.

Love,
Esther
The Urban Kvetch Bloggerette