Post of the Year

Alright ladies and gentlemen, voting in the Post of the Year sweepstakes is officially underway.

If you haven't been following along over the past week (and don't try to tell me you have, because I check the page view stats semi-religiously, and the numbers have been anemic), the bloggers have each chosen a favourite post of one of their colleagues to enter the running for Post of the Year.

If you wanna check out the write-ups, you can find them right below this post. Who knows, maybe one of them will be in the running for next year's Post of the Year.

Anyways, despite a few hiccups (I'm looking at you, CC, for somehow managing to choose two posts – obviously a thinly veiled ploy to try to derail my campaign), the nomination process has completed.

The finalists are (drum roll, please)...

CC on Yeamax : The Best of the Long

Despite how strangely the first half of that title reads, it's accurate.  My job here, as the tail end of the Best of the Blog, was to take a post by our illustrious leader Hal Yeamax, the Iron Fist, and describe why it's the best. Or as I like to call it, the Best of the Long.

You see, the dusty despot of this ol' blog is a fan of the long blog.  We even call him Long Blog Larry on occasion.  And while I am sure we all love his posts (this isn't sarcasm, I love his posts), having to review an entire year of them doesn't exactly take a minute (though we all know what does, right?  Amirite?).

And by doesn't exactly take a minute, I mean it.  I had tickets for Osheaga in Montreal this past weekend and had to miss the entire fucking trip, in the name of the blog!  Anyway, the rest of the boiz would've had my head on a pole (something something joke ex-wife something something) if I hadn't had this post up by midweek, and that's the way I likes it.  So I read some posts, and read some more posts, had a quick cider and nap, and read some more.  And I had a problem: my favourite post of his was also the shortest.

Dusty Daley's Post of the Year

Hi all, Thorough here.

I’d first like to say, happy birthday to blog. Where would I be without the constant banter of the boiz and the continual comfort of blog to keep me safe and sane during the past year? I know the answer. Dead as the ex-wife. Maybe, even more dead than that, and that’s reallllllly dead.

We all know the game plan here. Pick a post. Write about it. Nominate it to our faithful and beautiful readers.

So, as luck would have it, I drew Dusty. I’d like to mention right off the bat that this is a tough one. This is a lot of responsibility to nominate one of Dusty’s posts. He’s has great banter and his posts are top notch.

Some of you would think this would be an easy task. No sir, it is not. Oh, let’s take the easy way out and just pick the infamous “The Five Degrees of Dale” and call it a day. Some of you hold the “Sundays With Morley” post close to your hearts, why not end it there? “The Boiz Within”? That’s a hell of a post! What about the witty “Evolution of a Nickname”? All of the aforementioned post are fantastic reads and it’s a tough decision... Sure, I could easily nominate any one of these posts and be done with it. But no, posts of this stature deserve attention and careful deliberation.

Post of the Year: Yeamax on kcerwd

kcerwd, my old buddy. Known the guy for years; still have a hard time trying to figure out what’s going on between his ears sometimes. And that’s not a slight. You gotta respect a guy who’s unpredictable – and I’m not talking about the unpredictable type that gets drunk and randomly picks fights with people. I'm talking about the unpredictable type that gets drunk and randomly hugs people. I’m talking about the unpredictable type that plays left field for the blog squad, and throws perfect 350 foot strikes right over home plate, nailing foolish ignoramuses that think they can score from first base on a teammate’s two-bagger. kcerwd: gold glove of the blog squad. Swings a mean bat, too (right ladies?).

An invaluable member of Latch Out Loud Enterprises, kcerwd is known for addressing the hard hitting issues that nobody else would dare touch (JoPa, anyone?). He’s also a mischievous guy in the comment section of the blog. The lion’s share of those anonymous comments? Yeah, that’s kcerwd. You can tell by his signature unnecessary apostrophes. It’s his trademark. And that trademark has got him in hot water more than once.

kcerwd on Henry Thorough: On the Issue Of: #nmb2012

“Onwards and upwards, never backwards”

 

This heady piece of advice was given to me…wait, was given to our property management group as reason #8 for us moving out of our apartment. The engineer of this advice is my friend/roommate, soon to be just friend: Henry Thorough. Now I know what you’re all thinking; “Here comes another depressed kcerwd rant about how the boizzz are moving on, things never being the same, blah blah” - go fuck yourself please! That is not what this is. Instead of pissing and moaning about what’s changing lets take a little look back at what’s the same as it was this time approximately a year ago…

 

Henry has still not “touched” the young lady described as a rocket in the paragraphs below (although geography is now his friend and it’s only a matter of time). Alex Kovalev’s aunt Beatrice still makes a mean bowl of French Onion Soup. Henry can often be found sleeping in jeans and still is not interested in hearing about your coworkers, lady! Some of us still get drunk and squander, not as much the touches of others, but a squander is a squander is a squander is a squander. It’s always a good idea to get a couple of dawgs-into-ya and most importantly, everyone STILL loves a good breakfast. Confused? Ok, ok! Story telling has never been my thing, save one epic tale of the biggest beat down that never was (LOL Season 2 friends…)... read this post from Henry Thorough and give this paragraph a re-read…

 

HBD-LOL and the Search for the Post of the Year

Editor/Iron Fist’s Note:

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you! 

Happy birthday dear Latch Out Loud!

Happy birthday to you!

In the immortal and quoted-to-death words of one Dave Chappelle/Rick James: It's a celebration bitches!!!

That’s right folks, you didn’t think we’d make it, but we did. Latch Out Loud turned one year old exactly one day ago. Sometimes I feel like the blog was born yesterday.

One year. Think of all the memories, right?

Well, that’s exactly what we’re gonna do to commemorate this special occasion. Each of the five regular bloggers has been secretly assigned to comb through one of their colleague’s posts from the past year with the task of selecting their favourite work. We’ll post the reviews over the next few days, and then (permitting that one of us can figure out how to actually do it) we’ll put up a poll on the blog, and the readers (if there are actually any of you left out there) can vote to pick the post of the year.

So without further ado, Dusty Daley is going to present his take on CC’s finest work.

(But before we get this thing officially rolling, I’d like to also wish a very Happy Birthday to my Aunt – and loyal L.O.L. reader – Carole, whose actual birthday is today. Happy birthday!)

Take it away DD!

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