In the annals of years, 2013 was one. I railed against guns and had a scene in the movie "2 Guns." I spent an entire calendar year without most of my belongings. My recurring back problem recurred again. Oh, and I moved to Reno to continue the more solid of my two careers. But for the most part, in 2013 I did what I do best: write about the year as seen through the prism of my wizened, becontacted eyeballs. And be way too into the Saints.
As always, enjoy this compilation of my favorite writing of the year, broken up into categories because I like making banners: