A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away, I attended a little party called Digital DUMBO at a little place called Rebar in a little town called, well, DUMBO. At this party I met an eccentric young fellow, the featured artist of the night, Tim Nolan. A year later Tim has landed as Director of Interactive at HUSH, a "multi-discipline production company" and last night I found myself in DUMBO again, covering a party thrown by HUSH and Cardigan New York, a serious cardigan dealer. The theme was Broken Resolutions, where one such resolution must have been "I …

Today's walk to work was like the set up montage from a Stephen King made for TV miniseries. You know how it goes: the surreal repeat interactions with totally random subjects, with background music like "Don't Fear The Reaper" or "Downtown" or "California Dreamin,'" observed by creepy children slow-turning to witness the carnage, holding onto mommy's hand with their rainbow thin-striped mittens. The only thing missing was a saber-toothed clown and a reanimated murderous cat. And I feel like I need to tell you about it.

I'm resisting the clichéd "10 ways to BLAH your BLAH in 2010," but the pull is too strong. Can't. ..Resist... I caved. I'd like to welcome myself back to you with "10 Steps To Help You Avoid a 2009 Repeat, Just An Online Minute Style (AKA socially, in the old school cocktail party sense, networking.)"