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Is Warwick Davis Dead?

Surfin' Dead's third anniversary is here. Yay, me! I think the traditional gift for that milestone is a buttplug, though I could be wrong. Seriously, whatever you got me will be fine. Especially if it's cash. Or go-go boys.

We celebrate the year with a new, low-key design, which I hope is easier on the eyes. But before we go stumbling headlong into year four, let's take a look back at some of the site's highlights lo these last few years:

Celebrated anthropologist Loren Coleman wrote a piece on bigfoot porn over at Cryptomundo. My review of The Geek was heavily cited, which is mind-boggling, really. Needless to say The Geek remains the site's most popular review.

Other traffic to the site came through various search terms. Among the more interesting: "poophole," "giant arachnids" (eep!) "homosexual whistle," "could frankenstein beat dracula" (duh!), and "atomic apocalypse israel satan war" (double duh!)

Also searched: "is warwick davis dead," "ritual sodomy," "neon slime," and (I am not making this up) "special effects semen" and (inexplicably) "what year did the newsies take place in." A personal fave: "a spell turn a boy gay." That one is better known as "having a few drinks with Deeky."

I also interviewed David Briggs, director of Karen Black Like Me (and whom I referred to as "a grown man who still plays with dolls.") We discussed Lucille Ball, NYU's graduate film school program, and animatronic dildos. Read it here. It was a fun interview. I'd love to do more. Maybe Joe Wiezycki of Satan's Children fame will contact me and we can chat about St. Sebastian.

When not working on Surfin' Dead or tending to the garden, I've also been writing for Shakesville, the 37th most important blog in the universe (according to some very important university wags. I'm pretty sure they were in the top ten before I joined. C'est la vie.) While there I've basically been discussing what a douche Fred Thompson is (his role in Curly Sue notwithstanding) and trying to figure out what the deal is with Ron Paul.

I'm still offering downloads. How I've yet to be sued is beyond me. Maybe Regina Carrol is just thankful her music is now making its way onto someone's iPod. I know my workouts are all the better for it.

The site wouldn't be what it is today without the contributions from a great group of people, most of whom have delivered writing that far outshines my own: Mayzshon, Billy Anderson, It's All Golden, Choconado, Kobb Labs, Toasty Mac, Cliffie, Portrait in Flesh, Count Zero, all of the The Astro-Critics and Zombie Auxiliary Quilting Bee™ and my partner in crime, LMB. Thank you so much for all you've done.

Thanks to everyone who bought a t-shirt or a DVD from the store. Thanks to everyone who commented, even that crazy egosurfer (especially him) who left the scathing diatribe after reading my review of Snakes On A Train. That, my friend, was pure genius.

To all who've sent me tapes and discs, thank you too. It's nice to know there are people out there with worse movie collections than mine.

As a reminder, the Surfin' Dead forum remains active. The forum is the easiest way to interact with me and the other contributors. Why you'd want to is unfathomable. But there are a couple of great characters there. Plus it's a great place to discuss the finer points of zombification and gay porn. (And as soon as someone releases some gay zombie porn, we'll discuss that too.) Join up: it means you're one of us. Special thanks to Kodos for moderating the board when I'm not around.

Here's to another three years of zombies, aliens, devil worshippers, goblins, axe murderers, dumb prequels, dumber sequels, voodoo, vampires, rodents, terrorists, and naughty nuns.