Hey, RSS and other readers! I have launched a new blog at the memorable address of daveburdick.com. Or you can just update your feed readers to this new RSS feed!

Thanks!

Plus, I should mention that I finally have breathing room, which means blogging room. And not just the stuff here. I’m sneaking back into blogging about the environment, bit by bit. This week I posted at EcoGeek and Gothamist, and with a break coming up, I’m hoping to do a bunch more at both.

Have I already shared this here?

This is from the project that Kenan and I are working on, GreenGrog.com.

Rules for journalism as written by fantasticsatireblogger Jon Swift.

11. Journalists should not give money to any political campaigns, participate in any political activities or even vote. Former ABC political director Mark Halperin and Washington Post editor Len Downie don’t vote, which is why they are so trustworthy and so respected by other journalists. Just as Catholic priests give up sex, journalists should give up their right to participate in the political process so that they will not have to think too much about whether one side or another is correct. Thinking too hard threatens their objectivity. (See Rule No. 1.)

Please read the rest…

It’s brilliant timing, as I’m currently composing a presentation called “All I need to know about journalism I learned from the ‘Ghostbusters’ movie.”

Incidentally, I may be giving a version of that presentation this Friday at Jimmy’s No. 43; 43 E. 7th St., between 2nd and 3rd Aves., N.Y., N.Y. The evening starts at 7:30 p.m. and there’ll be live performances, videos and beautiful, wonderful people.

Well, here it is — the final episode of “The Guys in 3A.” Hope you had fun with the series — we did. Reid and I have been talking about continuing the spirit of the show with something… maybe a podcast, maybe more videos. We’d love to hear feedback of any kind. Enjoy!

Bizarrely, the embedded player isn’t working. Blame the writers’ strike and post a link, I say.

Don’t I look dumb.

OK, so I just posted about how much I hate the idea of making YouTube into TV during the WGA strike. Well, this doesn’t fall directly into that category — it’s not something that will air while writers are striking because they’re striking — but a Web TV show just got bought by NBC.

No, it wasn’t “The Guys in 3A,” the smash-hit vlog starring me and my roommate Reid Levin, which is also an NBC Universal joint; it was “Quarterlife.” (But our final episode is this week, so tune in for that on Tuesday.) Point is, the transition from Web to TV is obviously already a trend. And that’s fine — as long as the people whose Web content is being turned into TV content are getting compensated fairly. But right now I don’t know that I trust they will be.

Maybe you’re wondering why I’ve been so mysteriously silent.

Well, one, to stoke the mystery. There hasn’t been enough mystery around here lately. I mean just this weekend there was a whole New York Times thing on how we’re such exhibitionists and voyeurs and architects and so on and so forth. Where’s the mystery? WHERE?

Wonder no more. The mystery is here.

Secondly, I’ve been busy reporting about sustainable beer. And other things. But right now, I want you to go and learn how to drink a beer.

But there have been some things that I should have blogged about here, so we’re going to do the quick-hit version of a lot of them:

Stephen Colbert tried to run for president in the South Carolinian primaries. The GOP wanted $35,000 and the Democrats wanted him to be serious. I feel his pain — and I think we now see that no comedian will ever be president of South Carolina — but frankly I’m glad it’s over because this way I won’t be asked to form an opinion on his running.

And also I’m thrilled that we don’t have to hear from other presidential candidates and politics blogs on the matter. I’m even beginning to hate it when they show up on Comedy Central shows. It just feels so desperate (Kucinich, oddly, excepted).

To be fair, when comedy shows do things on presidential candidates, it looks desperate, too. Honestly, I’m the perfect market for a comedy sketch on democratic primary presidential candidates and, uh, come on. Come on.

I did laugh at Horatio Sanz playing Bill Richardson playing Al Gore, due in no small part to increasing numbers of recent descriptions of the New Mexico governor as a Horatio Sanz character. But I just felt so bad for Amy Poehler in this sketch. In a relay race where every checkpoint was a heavy-handed set-up for a light joke about people the American public doesn’t know, she was forced to play baton. Meanwhile, Darrell Hammond was doing an unrelated one-man Bill Clinton sketch. (Bonus points to this sketch for giving me another excuse to write the word “mystery” in this blog post; points taken off because it’s a reference to the Pick-Up Artist television program for toolbags.)

We apologize on behalf of the unapologetic. This week we speak for New York, Ahmadinejad, Zombie FDR, beer, Kanye and 50!

Method acting is important. I was actually under the weather for the shooting of this video. Tune in next week, when Reid and I attack science in its home: smart people.