On the last day of the year, custom dictates that you should do what everyone tells you you're not supposed to do on the other 364 days of the year: Dwell on the past.

But we like to do things a bit differently. It's called denial. It involves me looking over the most popular posts and reading into it whatever I damn well please.

For starters, you really, really like men dressed as women. As much as I do, in fact. You could say that the only reason that post was popular is that zillions of men Googling for cross-dressers stumbled upon it, but I know better. You're an open-minded set.

You also appreciate the finer things in life, namely Celine Dion. You think that post got into the top 10 because we spread the word about the contest via Celine fan sites? No. You people just enjoy good music.

In addition to being audiophiles, you're good citizens: You'd just die if Natasha named the gnome. Me too! Hey, why don't you just rip off Santa's beard, while you're at it?

But wait, there's more: You do-gooders also care about the environment. No price is too high for a squirrel. And yet you're patriotic, spending time in the comments of that post talking about how to quash the spread of Squirr-al Qaeda.

Finally, you also care deeply about
the forthcoming GritCity shirts. I knew it! You love us, you really love us.

Happy New Year, friends!