My New Reality Show

So, I'm creating a new reality show called, "Angry Women." Basically, we take a bunch of women with anger issues, ego problems, no consideration for the people around them, or sense of camaraderie, and absolutely no sense of dignity in front of cameras. They'll have to live together for 3 months, forming teams and competing in contests. Watch chaos ensue as they make no effort toward teamwork and display no sportsmanship. And you'll be on the edge of your seat as, in every episode, there will be footage of women with flared nostrils coating the house with saliva in one senseless drama after the next.

This will be the cast:














Here's Pam, heiress of her fathers advertising buisness. But she's no longer daddys little girl, and she's out to prove it.












Kiki's an exotic dancer. She works to pay for school, where she is studying part time for her masters in nuclear physics. Who'd have thought.














Debb was a military brat. Now she's a corporate executive. She will take the lead, whether people follow her or not.









Barbara thought she needed a break from her husband. Should've went to Bermuda, Barb.














Tiffini has her own clothing line. If you don't treat her like a princess, she gets cranky. If you do treat her like a princess she gets cranky.

Well, that's my reality show. Tune in later for the the air dates.

Edit:
This show will not be airing. I have just been informed that this idea has already been used. Apparently, this is the description of every reality show already in existence. Gotta love the creativity that goes into these shows.

Kablamo!

Are you tired of commercials where some annoying guy yells the entire time? This product is guaranteed to remove the annoying commercial, and replace it with something more pleasant.

Here's the vid: Kablamo!

Tacobell WTF!?

Around the time of the Superbowl, I noticed some new commercials for Tacobell popping up. Now, in the past, Tacobell has had pretty decent advertising; not as good as Jack in the Box, but not horrendous like McDonalds or Burger King. Well, these new commercials put an end to that, for a little while. In these new commercials, they featured people who had bit into a Tacobell burrito and pulled away a mucus-like drool-string of cheese, which extended from their mouths to the bitten burrito. Meanwhile, "I'll Melt With You" is playing.

Now, one thing I've noticed is that, when advertising for food, you generally want to make the food look appealing. That is if your intent is to sell the product anyway. The thing I observed, after viewing these commercials, is that, when selecting a fast food place, the image of these commercials tended to make me avoid Tacobell. In fact, you could say that these commercials sort of work as an appetite suppressant. Seriously, what were they thinking? Since when does slimy and stringy go together with appealing?

Now, they only showed these commercials for about a week or so after the Superbowl, so I figured Tacobell must have wised-up. But, low and behold, they have begun showing them again. Tacobell needs to give their advertisers a kick in the jewels and maybe try to get in on the deal with Jack in the Box. These commercials just aren't doing it for them.

What's more? I've began to see that song as the song from the stupid Tacobell commercial, even though I've been familiar with it for a couple decades. I'll get the song in my head and think, "Oh man! That's that stupid commercial!" and then I remember that it's actually a good song. Come to think of it, it seems I first became aware of the song when it was used for a much more appealing Burger King commercial.

"Tacobell! No! Bad Tacobell! No cash for you!"

Featured Video

Finally, I have a new video out. This video demonstrates several ways to get your video noticed on YouTube. Basically, it's composed of parodies of popular videos.

Evil Ronald

So, a little over a year ago, I made a post about the evil Burger King. Well, now as it turns out, Ronald McDonald has gone over to the creepy side as well. This post, unlike the Burger King post, however, doesn't contain any comical conspiracy theories. Rather, this is my observation of a horrendous design decision.

Now, first off, I was never a fan of Ronald McDonald as a kid. I despised those commercials that would come on during childrens programing with their attempts at "child humor". But it seems that the icon of the obese has transcended the realm of bad humor into something even worse.

One thing interesting, the classical happy meal commercials, a concept ripped off of the old childrens program, H.R. Pufnstuf, have now been completely revamped. All the classic characters, like Grimace, are gone. The dorky clown with the horrible puns has now been replaced with a plastic talking statue. Now, doesn't that sound a bit familiar?

Fortunately, unlike Burger King, The Ronald McDonald statues are incapable of moving on their own.


Now, This immobilization of Ronald McDonald is really no big deal. But something caught my attention yesterday. On a roadtrip, I stopped by a McDonalds, to be greeted by this face.

No joke. This is the face which will now be gracing McDonalds restaraunts. Now, McDonalds, for whatever reason has been known to attempt a more "grownup" image for their franchise, as they did with the failed arch delux menue. But scaring all the kids away from the restaraunt has got to be bad for business. I seriously began to wonder if I was dreaming after seeing this. I mean, come on, at least the old Ronald smiled. I think I saw this guy on an episode of the X-Files once.

1 Year?

So, I decided to do something other than schoolwork for a couple minutes today. I actually logged on to YouTube for the first time in a looooooong time. The founder of J-Dubb's Theatre logging on to YouTube? Who would have thought?

Anyways, one thing I noticed on my account, is that my first video now says "Added: 1 year ago". So as of today, I've been making YouTube videos for 1 year already.

Hello

Hey guys, it's been a while since my last post, so I'm writing this one to say what's up. I've been buuuuuusy lately.

Well, go New York. They did what no other team could do this year, and in that last freakin possible game.

Anyways, see you soon.

J-Dubb

Night and Dark Clothes Don't Mix!!

Right now I'm sitting in my 6:30 to 9:00 at night, HTML class. It is dark out, as the sun had already set before I left my house. On top of that, it's cloudy and rainy. A few minutes ago, I was in my car, on the way here. I was driving down an unlit stretch of road, when suddenly, I saw two pairs of feet appear within range of my headlights, directly in front of my car. I slam on my breaks, tires screeching like a banshee, sliding on the wet road, and stopping my car a couple of yards away from killing or severely injuring two people. These people gave me a, "huh?" look, and walked away, as the odor of burning tires surrounded my car. Thing is, these people were wearing all black, crossing an unlit street at night in the rain. Everybody who has the tendency of trying to stay alive knows that this is asking to be hit.

Thing is, this is far from the first time I've seen people in black clothes crossing an unlit street, appearing invisible until my headlights reached them. I've had many other times where I've seen some dark figure just reaching the other side of the street, making me think, "thank God they didn't cross any later, or I would have hit them. This time, however, they were right in front of my car, on the wet road. So I decided to look at all the other pedestrians out that night, and they were all wearing dark clothes. One person, I could only see their legs, because they had light pants, and another person, I could only see their white shoes, but everybody else was all in black.

Now, I know that right now, our culture seems to be in this, "bad good-guy" faze, where everybody wants to look all dark and formidable, because it's cooler. And every time you go out, you want to look as cool and Matrixy as possible, on the chance that everybody around you will pick you out of the hundreds of other people they come in contact with and say, "wow, look how spiffy that person looks." But you're probably not gonna look that cool when I'm scraping your bloody ass off my hood with my ice scraper. Maybe it's time to say to yourself, "hey, I'm an adult now, and I realize that in reality, I'm not an immortal vampire of the night."

Okay now, in all fairness, I'm sure everybody's done this at some point. I have a black leather jacket and black shoes, and I know I've gone out at night wearing all dark clothes. It's easy to dress that way during the day, not thinking about going out at night later. Sometimes you get caught working late. If you are out at night in dark clothes, at least make sure to cross the street in places where cars can see you ahead of time. This isn't a public service announcement, or a GI Joe, "and knowing is half the battle"/ Jimminy Cricket moral message thing. I'm just saying that I really don't want to go through the hastle involved with hitting a human with my car. So please have some consideration and don't dent my fender.

VLOG Tag

So, there's this tag game going around on YouTube right now, where, if you get tagged, you make a video blog where you give five facts about yourself. I got tagged the other day by my freind Adam. Here's my response:

What's wrong here?

So, apparently there's a new chain message going around the internet. It's some sort of neat little brain teaser-mabobber, that goes like this:

Whats wrong here
AAA
BBB
CCC
DDD
EEE
FFF
GGG
HHH
III
JJJ
KKK
LLL
MMM
NNN
OOO
PPP
QQQ
RRR
SSS
TTT
UUU
VVV
WWW
XXX
YYY
ZZZ
Did you know that 80% of UCSD students could not find the error above? Repost this with the title “what’s wrong here”, and when you click “post “, the answer will be really obvious.
Note: You may want to read the following post before wasting your time trying to solve this.

I found this message on a friends profile on Facebook. So I decided to ponder this for awhile. After a couple of seconds, I decided to do a Google search to see if I could find the answer. Apparently, this message is starting to plague comment sections on blogs, journals, and profiles across the internet. Some people are getting bombarded with this nuisance, probably largely in part by people reposting it, as per the instructions, out of curiosity. I also found that there were many people who, like me, decided to try to satisfy their curiosity by looking it up, probably a wise decision.

So, I found a couple of articles dedicated to solving this little pest, and saw that not only are there several possible answers, but even different variations of the problem stated.

Now, the two most common answers I found had to do with the problem being in the question, "Whats wrong here". Some people say it's the absence of an apostrophe in "What's", and others, the absence of a question mark at the end. In these theories, the alphabetical, triple-columns are only there to distract from the actual situation. Problem is, some variations do include the apostrophe, question mark, or both. I've even seen variations where the beginning of the sentence isn't capitalized, which could be another possibility under this theory.

In another variation of the problem, the question is, "Find the error. It's impossible!". Which changes that theory, unless they originally left the apostrophe out of "It's", or something.

Another theory, is that it's a logic problem. The question asks what's wrong, but there is nothing wrong, thus the question of "what's wrong" is the very problem.

I've even seen it suggested that the problem is the presence of "KKK" within the triple columns, an idea which did occur to me, but I don't find very likely. (That would make an already lame riddle that much lamer.)

Thing is, the end of the problem states, "when you click 'post', the answer will be really obvious"
Why?
Another theory explains this, in that the "I"s are really lowercase "L"s. In most default typefaces, capital "I"s look the same as lowercase "L"s. In the text editor, however, the "L"s and "I"s are distinctly different, as they are in my Georgia typeface. Problem is, I copy and pasted several instances of this case into Notepad, which uses a distinguishable I/lowercase-L typeface, and found that in every instance, the capital "I"s are infact capital "I"s.

So I believe this last theory is infact the originally intended solution to this problem, simply because of the, "it will be obvious when you hit repost", part of the equation. This is the only solution where this statement is relevant. The problem is that at some point, somebody retyped this message instead of reposting it or even copy/pasting it. This person typed it out with capital "I"s, not knowing what the solution was supposed to be. It may even have been the original recipient who did this. That variation of the message is the one that ended up spreading, and spawning even more sub-variations. Because of this, the riddle is being posted like wildfire, yet irrelevant in that it lacks the originally intended problem.

Possibly, only the initiator of this pesky little message knows the truth. And they probably had no idea what a monster they were creating when they posted it.

sources: Banana Smoothie, Drunken Texting, 360 Gamers Together, XIHA Life BBS, I luv Korea

Another Year

So, the winter months came and went. We flew over spring and into summer. Then, just as quickly as the leaves grew back on the trees, they began falling off again. Halloween came and went, then Thanksgiving, and finally, Christmas.

It's funny, earlier this month, I went to eat at an Arbys. They were playing Christmas music and I enjoyed it. Normally I talk about abhorring Christmas music, I guess in the past I tended to prefer a darker image. But I enjoyed it as I sat there, eating my Philly steak sub, which I found is very good, btw. Anyways, I guess as I get older, and years begin to feel the way months used to, these traditions that have been there my whole life are kind of nice. It's like all those moments become connected and time freezes for a bit.

Well, now another Christmas has passed and we're about to move into the next year. This time it will be called 2008. So, tomorrow will be January again, and I can expect that month to pretty much fade into oblivion, along with the following several months. It's funny, these last few years, by the end of the year, it seems like I really only remember July through December. Maybe it's because I'm busier during the months that precede the summer, so I don't really notice them.

Anyways, happy new year.

Here's a fittingly melancholy video about the fall:

Hate Smart

Here is J-Dubb's Theatre's latest video. A cheesy instructional video for all aspiring "haters" so that they don't end up embarassing themselves.

Todays Icon

So I've decided that Mario is the next Mickey Mouse. Sure he's not as big as Mickey or Bugs, but they both have a bit of time over Mario. My claim is based on observations in the development of Mario over the last 20 years that show all the characteristics of a pop-culture icon.

First, we have the iconic disembodied face. It's simple, easily recognizable, and isn't disturbing when detached from the body in this manner.

Second, we have a history of designs, leading up to the recognizable one.

Throw in a cast of equally iconic supporting characters.


Then, span the character over multiple generations.

Now all we need is a Nintendo themed amusement park.

Superstar of the Week is Bill Smith

That's right, this guy actually has the generic name, Bill Smith. I do not know this person, nor have I heard of him before running a Google search on the name a few minutes prior to making this post.

http://webs.wichita.edu/dt/insidewsu/show/article.asp?619

Superstar of the Week is Kelsey Grammar

Normally there is no rational explanation for the Superstar of the Week, but today, I pretty much had Kelsey Grammar on my subconscious as I was thinking of a video idea which included a Kelsey Grammar/Sideshow Bob-esque character.

85 Posts

As of this post, I officially have more posts for the year of 2007 than I did for 2006. weeee

The Good ol' Days

Earlier this evening, a memory came back to me of a cartoon I saw a couple times when I was a kid about a boy who was raised by a duck. The kids at school made fun of him and called him "Ducky". I was curious to see if I could find anything out about this cartoon on the internet, but cyber space seems to carry no records of this occurrence. I did, however, run across this site, where a bunch of people reminisce about being a child in the 80's. So I thought I'd post my own, "I remember" 80's blog post...

I remember having an E.T. themed birthday, yet strangely, I barely remember watching E.T. prior to that.

I remember listening to the Ghostbusters song for the first time ever on headphones that were as big as my head, and then watching the movie shortly thereafter.

I remember how the cartoon for the Ghost Busters had to be called The Real Ghostbusters, because there was already a Ghostbusters cartoon that had nothing to do with the movie. The song for that one was, "Let's go Ghostbusters, Let's go" and then an echoing voice... "Let's go! Let's go!"

I remember watching the pilot episode of the Transformers.

And I remember how cool the toys looked in the commercials for Transformers and Voltron. I used to drool over those posters that came with the Transformers toys that showed all the other Transformers and hope my parents would get me every single one. The marketing was so effective that now as an adult I want to collect all the ones I never had. Anybody out there selling a Starscream?

I remember learning that Sgt. Slaughter from GI Joe was a real person.

I remember being disappointed when all the characters and plotlines were changed in Robotech, and again the second time.

I remember when Teddy Ruxpin, the cassette playing bear was the coolest thing since sliced Garbagepail Kids.

I remember my brown 80's shorts that my mom attached fur to so I could pretend I was He-Man.

I remember sitting there bored, stretching my socks to see how far up I could get them to go and they'd cover my knees.

I remember wanting a red mohawk so I could be a punker.

I remember seeing Back to the Future in the theater.

I remember my older sister listening to the Petshop Boys and the Bangles.

I remember my sister pinning buttons all over her denim jacket.

I remember when Michael Jackson was cool.

I remember laughing at school singing, "because I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it I'm fat"

And then talking like Pee-wee Herman.

I remember My friends mom picking us up after school and telling us that a spaceship blew up. (the Challenger).

I remember when saying "man" after a sentence was something cool that surfers did, as opposed to something that everyone does.

As well, I remember when "cool" as synonymous to "good", was teenage lingo instead of an everyday word.

And of course the words "rad" and "tubular".

I remember when Tony Hawk was a punk kid instead of a guy in his forties that EA Sports is trying to market as a punk kid.

I remember Mr. Miyagi teaching Danielson how to kick ass.

And I remember Johnny Five declaring himself to be alive.

I remember watching the Macellis followed by the Seavers, and then the Huxtables on another night.

And I remember not wanting ALF to eat my cats.

I remember loading up my toothbrush from the Aquafresh pump.

I remember wanting to see the spot jump off of my 7up can and dance around.

And wishing my clay California Raisins would animate themselves.

Oh yeah, and the reason the Noid couldn't destroy the Domino's pizza is because it was made of cardboard to begin with.

I remember getting a VCR with a remote control.

And I remember wanting a TV that had one.

I remember when rich people had carphones, which looked just like housephones only in a car. And I remember wondering why someone would want to talk on a phone in the car.

I remember climbing inside a giant metal Grimace on the playground behind McDonald's.

And when, "It's a good time for a great taste" was replaced with, "Good time, great taste, that's why this is our place."

I remember when Coke had the bright idea to change it's formula. I never even realized they changed it back until a future decade.

And then there's ol' Max Hedroom.

And finally, I remember Karate Kid 3 coming out in 1990, and laughing when Danielson declares to Mr. Miyagi, "Come on, it's the 80's!"

Superstar of the Week is The Todd

SLAP "Face five!"

Personality Test

Superstar of the Week is Jack Black Mii

The above me was created by Brandon Erickson. You can find some of his other Mii designs on his celebrity Mii page: http://www.flickr.com/photos/brandonerickson/

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Legend of the Week

Jenkem - Drug Warning
Forwarded bulletin from Collier County Sheriff's Office in Naples, Florida warns that a new homemade intoxicant called Jenkem, consisting of the gases emitted by fermenting human feces, is now 'a popular drug in American schools'

-False

source: urbanlegends.about.com

Un-Factoid of the Week

So, you may remember a little ways back, I posted a Factoid of the Week, taken from snopes.com, claiming that a nursery rhyme was once used to recruit pirates. This story was marked as "True", on the site.

For those who don't know, Snopes is a website, whose operators take urban legends and research them in order to debunk them, or prove them true. A green dot indicates a true legend, a red indicates a false one, and then there's indeterminable and half-truths and what not.

Well, I recently ran into these two headlines, also marked true one Snopes:

Urban legends TV show falls for joke about Blackbeard's using a nursery rhyme to recruit fellow pirates.

and,

Urban Myth board game falls for joke about Blackbeard's using a nursery rhyme to recruit fellow pirates.

These two articles basically explain how that story is BS, manufactured by Snopes themselves, in order to catch people falling for "false authority syndrome". So they created several stories, intended to be so absurd as to raise suspicion and have the reader doubt it. In my defense, however, I just picked one involving pirates that had a green dot next to it.

At the time that I found this story, it was in a "pirates" category, which is now non-existent. It now resides in a section marked, "The Repository of Lost Legends", or TRoLL. In this section, I found another story; this one involving the Titanic and a silent version of the film, The Poseidon Adventure. This particular story was also featured in a Factoid of the Week.

That one did raise some flags in my mind as to the validity of an onboard movie on the Titanic. The immersion of information surrounding it, however, created the illusion of research and fact, such as the showing times of the film, how it was fifteen minutes in length, and only showed to the middle class, etc.

I just did some research while writing the above paragraph, and found that it is possible that they showed couple minute silent films aboard the Titanic, as this type of film has been available since the late 1800's, however, no information concerning whether they did infact show these films onboard.

Anyways, I've decided that Factoid of the Week, from now on, will be an urban legend segment, as opposed to a true fact segment. I'll do further research than Snopes and deem the legend true or false.

OTube?

So, yesterday, while browsing YouTube videos, I began to wonder if YouTube hired graphic designers for their YouTube partners. So I decided to click on the partner channels link and take a look at different partner channels. Well, after weeding through page after page of network-sponsored partner channels, which would have their own designers, I finally found the regular YouTube-user partners. After looking at a few of these channels, I decided that they must design their own stuff. During this search, however, I found something else kind of interesting.

Apparently, Oprah has her own YouTube partner channel now. It had been up for 5 days, at the time I found it, and was already a partner channel with 19,000 subscribers and two videos featured on the home page. Many people are angry about this, that this mega-celebrity with constant media attention would encroach on the common folks territory, including YouTube's infamous "pot-stirrer", Renetto, who's video on the subject has received 39 video responses.

Interestingly, the videos have been taken off of the featured videos list, perhaps in response to irate YouTubers.

As for myself, I'm not particularly angry, like I get when I look at pictures of clowns. Infact, I'm pretty much emotionally impartial to this situation. I am, however, interested in the moral implications. Here we've got the "broadcast yourself" site, where the common person can seek attention. People even labor and compete to find a spot on the coveted most subscribed list, the homepage featured list, and nowadays, to have partnership offered to them by YouTube. Some people have been at this for a couple years. Then, somebody who's name demands attention signs up and receives instant partnership, most subscribed list placement, and two featured videos.

Other people feel that she isn't being a real participant in the YouTube community. This video expresses several users opinions on that issue.


I guess I can't really blame people for being uncomfortable with this. Then again, it's not exactly the same situation as Paris Hilton. Oprah's fame came from actual effort, for one.

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Silly Sprint

So, I went to pay my phone bill over the phone, as usual. I dialed *3 and started to put in the barrage of security information, when suddenly, they asked me to enter my passcode. This was a first. Not only had the automated system never asked this of me before, but I had never received any information regarding even having a passcode. I went through old bills, making sure I hadn't overlooked any notices that might have mentioned this. Nothing. So I called up customer service to find out what my passcode is, or how to get one. When the lady on the other end asked how she could help me, I explained to her that I was trying to pay my bill over the phone, and they asked me for a passcode, which has never happened before. Her response was to inform me that they added this function for security, blah blah blah. She then asked:

"Have you tried putting in your passcode?"

Another interesting thing, as I was shuffling through my old bills, I found a notice informing me that, whatever information that was normally in my bills would now be found online, instead of in my statement, for my convenience, so that "I wouldn't have to deal with all that paper." Wait a tic, more convenient for who now? Why not just say, "We decided to put this information online to save on paper costs."

I once had a similar, yet more frustrating situation with a Sports Illustrated subscription. I went to Best Buy, where the cashier offered me a free trial subscription. I specifically asked if it would be an automatic renewal at the end of the free 30 days, which I would have to stop before they began charging me. After the cashier assured me that I'd receive a statement asking me to renew, I signed up for the subscription (which I never even read). Shortly after, I got a notice in the mail saying:

"Guess what, you don't have to log on to renew your subscription. We'll renew it automatically at the end of the 30 days."

Well, I learned a lesson from that.

Seriously though, do these people realize that they're insulting their customers by placating us like to their children?

We know you're reducing the paper costs for the company, not for our convenience. Most of us don't care.

We know you're automatically renewing so that lazy people won't log on to unsubscribe. That is not convenient to us. If you just say, "You're subscription will be renewed automatically", without all the "for your convenience" bullshit, it will annoy us, but it won't insult us. Insulting us just assures that we will go the extra mile to log on and unsubscribe.

Off topic; interesting thing I realized, while looking for images to make that photoshopped picture at the top of this post, looking at pictures of clowns pisses me off.

Superstar of the Week is Molly Shannon

Factoid of the Week

A 'Dear Abby' advice column was pulled because it included a letter taken from an episode of The Simpsons.

Source: www.snopes.com

Nosferatu III

In the last episode of Nosferatu, I talked about the viscous life sucking creature known as Bank of America. I explained how Bank of America, and banks in general, drain your energy by trying to make you believe that you are dependant on them, and then convincing you to give them your money, calling it, "fees."

In this episode, I will talk about another large life sucking entity, which is growing more and more similar to banks, called college. College is an entity which charges large amounts of tuition, leaving it's attendees virtually destitute for the years which they attend, yet it doesn't stop there. Students also have to pay sky high prices for textbooks, like my $127.00 softcover marketing book. But it doesn't stop there. On top of the visible expenses, are many fees, much like with banks. Each class will have fees for each class, depending on the amount of credits, like lab fees. Then there's parking fees, and library computer fees. And if you're thinking of taking classes online, there's a fee for online video streaming. These institutions can charge all kinds of fees, because, like banks, they have no fear. Colleges are seen as the road to success, thus everybody wants in and will pay any price.

Beware the fees

Ghost Hunters

Happy Halloween. Here's my latest video, Ghost Hunters.

Superstar of the Week is Igor

Factoid of the Week

The ghost of a disappointed lover haunts the Toys 'R' Us in Sunnyvale, California.

Source: www.snopes.com

Superstar of the Week is Tim Burton

Factoid of the Week

A bank issued a credit card to a tree.

Source: www.snopes.com

Another Moment in Natural Selection

Thought I'd post this for old times sake. Think they're having fun now?

Superstar of the Week is George Foreman

Two Years of J-Dubb's Theatre

Note: This post conatins many links. You may want to just skim their content.

J-Dubb's Theatre has now officially been around for two years. So now I will recap the second year of J-Dubb's Theatre. I know how you love a good anniversary recounting. Don't deny it, I know you do.

The second year began by recounting the first year of J-Dubb's Theatre.

Then, after Moral of the Week was set back on track, I posted the first of the new Crack Kills series. The second still has yet to be posted. Granpa Munster then paid a visit for Halloween.

In November, I featured Gerald Ford as Superstar of the Week, eerily, a few days before he died. Then I pissed people off with a controversial topic. And I made sure to practice my democratic rights.

December almost came and went with no account, until the Drumming Fat Kid showed up again.

In January, I uncovered the evil plot set by the devious Burger King and the villainous X-Box.

February was a big month; after the victory of Indianapolis, I made my YouTube de vue. After this, my videos pretty much took over as the main focus of J-Dubb's Theatre.

March was mostly posts about new videos.

The first post in April was a big deal, since I went the whole month, the previous year, without posting.

In May, I went to Newport, and got a prank phonecall from an old fashioned gent.

Then in June, I made plans to get the blog rolling again as I did the previous summer.

In July, I ran into several famous Youtubers, including the infamous spammer, Lisa Nova.

In the month of August, I went missing. First, I was kidnapped by the secret society, The Order, from the world of YouTubes, Lonelygirl15. They took over my blog and posted a video on my YouTube channel. Then a member of La Rezisto, took over my channel and began posting updates on the search for me. This ended with the disappearances of me, The Order, LaRezisto, and many other YouTube personalities, and finally, yet another takeover of my blog, by the Television Networks.

In September, I returned, and posted the videos chronicling my adventures, saving YouTube from The Network. Then I added the "Best of" feature to this blog.

And finally, in the month of October, I've featured Peyton Manning as Superstar of the Year, and made the second anniversary post, recounting the second year of J-Dubb's Theatre.