Previously

NYC Metblogs — Best Of 2005 — Part One

NYC Metblogs — Best Of 2005 — Part Two

NYC Metblogs — Best Of 2005 — Part Three

And last but not least…

October started off with a
bang–We had a meet-up with some of the LA and
London folks so you

can

see

pictures of all of us all drunk.  Yay–drunk! 
Sean from London gets a little teary thinking about all the
bagels,
knishes and

pizza he’ll be missing when he heads back across the pond.  That
settles it Sean–you’ll just have to come back!  Lisa from LA (now from
NYC–we totally snagged her!) goes to the McCarren
Pool for
Agora
and watches people dance about in the old pool.  Nora does what we all
dream of; she

quits her job and gets away for a bit, which allows her to watch much
more Judge Judy and Lisa ponders why deli’s
always give you a

bag, a straw and twenty napkins when you are just buying a little bottle
of juice.  John lays out some

ground rules for people watching and figured out if people are too
young, too old or just the right age to be out clubbing
while Dana snapped an ironic photo of a used

blow up doll guarding a bike outside the aptly named “Better Living
Properties” and Lisa profiled those crazy

Russian dancing cats that are more acrobatic than any of us.  Brian
can’t seem to figure out why
all
bread goes bad around him and Chris tells us
almost everything

we can get arrested for doing on the subway (I said almost).  Dana
totally loses her shit when she meets
Kurt
Vonnegut on the street while Michael gives us

secret voicemail leaving tips that help him score 50% of the time
and Melissa watches some guy
take a crap
on the street (thankfully no photos) and has some other

poo related tales to relay.  Dana
didn’t really care for Atlas Shrugged and wonders why she’s supposed to
answer the question “Who
is John Galt” while Anna gets positively
giddy at the prospect of

free skating in Bryant Park.  Melissa sends us all out to
appreciate some
fine
New York architecture while Chris might be
the only person who both

still listens to Howard Stern and hasn’t been suckered into paying for
Satellite radio as John-Boy sings the praises
of the

jackhammer.  Danger lurks around every corner as Tessa covers yet
another

elevated threat level and Brian ducks under
his flame-retardant blanket with an
NYC
vs Boston baseball moment.  Michael
cracks us all up as he continues to

channel Elijah Wood and does some serious Smith’s quoting and
he gives us a little multiple choice for a

particularly twisted Friday night.  Anna
boozes it
up when she turns 21 (and doesn’t even get carded)
and then

ponders when the heat is going to come on (she’s obviously not drinking
enough) as Dana highlights

Pakistan earthquake coverage on other Metroblogging sites
and everyone wonders what the hell happened to
fall and what we did to deserve the

torrent
of

rain we were being subjected to.  John-Boy almost dies in a

rickshaw and Dana wonders what exactly goes
on at Club Hypnotik to make them

ban bras and vintage clothing and require three piece suits and
strapless dresses.  Tessa is mugged by her Fresh Direct delivery-man
and chronicles
the

whole

ordeal
for
us
and the rest of us chime in with our
support

and

outrage.  Dana calls yellow-journalism as the rags proclaim that a
guy died while getting a tattoo and it turns out that’s
not
even close to being the whole story and Anna
lists some

stupid

things she did as a college freshman.  Dana gets pissed about the

pointless MTA holiday fare discounts and Anna

does her part at the Park Slope Food Co-op.  Chris discovers yet

another undocumented use for your iPod
and Michael completes the

crap trifecta with his story about seeing a
girl get way too freakin drunk and lose all
bowel control.  Melissa has

some really bad luck with her new apartment and super
and Nora can’t decide

what’s worse–flip flops or Uggs,
while Melissa takes a cooking

class at Josie’s and eats some yummy food and
Brian finds the

perfect coffee shop.  Dana doesn’t shed a tear over the

demise of K-Rock and Nora has a great job
interview for a
job
she doesn’t actually want while Michael’s
doorknob breaks and locks some

poor, unsuspecting girl in his apartment.  Everyone gets cultured
as Tessa works on the indie film

Brooklyn Lobster and Chris checks out the
new, minimalist production of

Sweeney Todd.  Chris gets some helpful
hand-in-pocket/walk-down-stairs advise some a

particularly helpful stranger and ponders
what the hell that

maple syrup smell was anyway.  Everyone gets 10/31 festive as
John-Boy feels the

multiple costume pressure of the 4 days Halloween extravaganza
and Chris goes to Bloody Manor and yells “No
Touching!”

November began as a lie as
Chris uncovered the truth about
how
much we all lie when talking on our cell phones while John-Boy tells us
it’s not easy to get

goats onto the subway.  Chris sends us all to read the

hysterically brutal review of Ninja in Tribeca and Melissa chronicles
the
reasons why her office mate makes her think homicidal thoughts. 
Michael tells us all why he really, actually wants to date a
good
girl while Chris tries fruitless to forge
some new relationships in a city where it’s hard to meet people. 
Anna’s a bit disappointed by
The
Cloisters, but urges us to go anyway while Brian teaches us all about

Newton Creek.  Michael makes Mike Meyers very uncomfortable when he
posts the

previously unreleased Unofficial Metblog Ad and Chris recounts the story
of a

street artist arrested for putting a sticker on a lampost.  Brian
chronicles the various stages of

Craigslist addiction while Michael discussed the unfortunate trend of
parents

dressing their babies like hipsters.  Dana is not shocked at the

results of the election and upset about the L being down between

Brooklyn and Manhattan AGAIN, so she drowns her sorrows at the

Goldmine Shithouse T-shirt throw-down.  We see where Michael got
his wit from when he
posts a
photo of and email from his mom while Melissa OD’s on

chocolate truffles and Dana tries to shed some light on how to get the
most out of the

metrocard discount fares.  Michael’s drunken neighbors rear their
heads again and he gives them some great advice–die! 
Anna profiles her new blog Holla Back NYC which allows people to reveal
their

street harassment stories and photos and Dana responds by

profiling a douche bag who attempted the thwart her plans to get drunk
the night before.  Anna reveals the
inanity
of the MTA’s ambulance calling policies while Melissa profiles some

lame ways to meet women.  John-Boys gives us rules for

getting tattoos on our knuckles and Melissa finds

Corona’s #1 fan.  Dana reveals Heidi Klum’s

irrational hatred of trust-fund, shoe gazer, Bushwick and residents and
Jenny makes us all hungry for
Hale
and Hearty.  John-Boy gets

locked in his office building after a robbery while Michael parties and
has his

personal sexual chronology turned upside-down in LA. 

December seems like only
yesterday, as Michael

cheats on his coffee man and Jenny finds lots of crap at the

Union Square Holiday Fair.  Arzan profiles a coffee shop

forced to change their name by Starbucks and Brian sees the

remains of Kong in Times Square.  Michael

bemoans the demise of Cartoon Network and sends people looking for weed
in Art’s direction and explains to all the women of the world that they

don’t like The Simpsons, even though some disagree in the comments. 
Arzan asks for advice for wacky, cheap gifts for his

office holiday party and Art tells everyone to have
sex
indoors when it’s snowing.  Jenny wonders why there are so many
razor
ads on TV and discusses some left-side/right-side

sidewalk etiquette.  Chris brings the crazies out when he gets
called a

dickhead for not having a lighter and gets

harassed on the streets of the West Village.  Dana gets

followed around like a shoplifter in a store she’s shopped at before and
Jenny confirms that
Nobu
is really that good.  The

transit

strike
fucks
with

everyone’s

life
in
all

sorts
of

annoying,

inconvenient,

awful,

infuriating,

freezing,

crappy,

asinine,

stupid,

unnecessary,
evil,

maddening,

irritating,

irksome,

bothersome and

frustrating

ways, but has both

Art and

Dana watching NY1 more that one ever should.  Meanwhile, Melissa
actually has
something
nice to say about ConEd and Michael slipped and feel on a

patch of frozen dog piss (ew!).  Arzan reports on the new architect
designing
the WTC tower and

Michael’s Ex-Girlfriend and Mother weighed in on "Happy Holidays" vs. "Merry
Christmas" and the precarious state of mankind in general.  Dana
wonders what goes one at the

Mandatory Pants Check Sex Party and Jenny keeps it short and sweet about
Peter
Braunstein.  Arzan explains that there are
two
types of Christmas shoppers and
vents
about JFK during the holidays.  Michael takes one last saunter to
Elijah Wood land, meets
his doppelganger and waxes poetic about "The Faculty" while Dhaval has
low
key plans for New Years Eve.  Nora explores the eternal debate of

good pizza vs. close pizza and Dhaval catches a

video of a pigeon with more manners than most people I know. 

And that was it.  A whole year
in NYC Metroblogging.  And 2006 is going to be even better.  Stay
tuned for more wacky hijinx, informative reporting, rants and raves and
everything and anything in between!