A few highlights from my 2010.

- I moved

- While in search of a new home, I quit rock journalism in search for a better paying job, and I miraculously did in less than 30 days. And I never looked back.

- I learned who Justin Bieber is

- I settled, and realized that nothing will ever hold me back from being an artist at any level

- Then because of Coachella...

- ...I dusted off all my self-pity and formed a new band that I'm insanely proud of.

- And then there was that one time that I met Herbie Hancock and he wrote me some music.

- Oh man. And then I fired someone for the first time in my life. That sucked.

- And then I realized that my days of rock journalism may have been a sham and I go crazy

- And then there was that one time where I succumbed to the Arcade Fire and almost threw in the towel

- And that one time that I wrote a love letter to neo-soul music, all in an aim to subtly hint that I'm still feverishly writing this type of music

- Oh, yeah, and let's not forget the greatest day of my professional life yet. Still get goosebumps about this. And I do think it's weird that I haven't told anyone.

- And I publicly spewed about a past life as an I'LEGUL ALIEN, something I never thought I'd talk about.

And that's just the stuff I've written. I wish I wrote about the other stuff, but, yeah, I'm sure I'll remember them.

So yeah.

That was fucking nuts.

2010, you're forgiven. In the words of Phil Collins, TAKE A LOOK AT ME NOW! Everything I've ever done has been in preparation for 2011. I've never been so excited to take on a new year. I'm hungry, and I'm going to eat the shit out of you, 2011. Wow, that sounded super gross.