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Announcement

My “Best Inedibles of 2010” List Has Moved

to the blog powerhouse, BIG OTHER, alongside other year-end lists by Andrew Borgstrom, Eugene Lim, Kevin Prufer, Cooper Renner, and David Shields.

Tagged a common pornography, a jello horse, adam sandler, all day, allison bechdel, american psycho, amy hempel, ander monson, Andrew Borgstrom, at the gates of the animal kingdom, big boi, big fan, big other, bill callahan, bonnie jo campbell, breakfast of champions, brushes with, buried, Chelsea Martin, christine schutt, christopher nolan, contra, Cooper Renner, daniel clowes, david boring, david shields, dennis cooper, donald antrim, elect mr. robinson for a better world, emily toder, Eugene Lim, europeana, everything was fine until whatever, florida, freedom, funny people, girl talk, gorilla manor, grace paley, high violet, in the devil's territory, inception, james robison, Jeannie Hoag, john pham, jonathan franzen, josh ritter, judd apatow, junot diaz, Kanye West, Kevin Prufer, kevin sampsell, kurt vonnegut, kyle minor, local natives, lost highway, mary robison, matthw simmons, Mike Young, miss lonelyhearts, moon, my beautiful dark twisted fantasy, nathaniel west, new age of ferociousness, nicholson, now playing, other electricities, pathologies, Patrik Ouředník, pee on water, Rachel B. Glaser, rumor and other stories, sam lipsyte, scott mccloud, seth rogan, shellie zacharia, sir lucious left foot, so runs the world away, sometimes i wish i were an eagle, Stanley tucci, stephen elliott, sublife, sufjan stevens, the adderall diaries, the age of adz, the anthologist, The Arcade Fire, the ask, the brief wondround life of oscar wao, the illustrator, the little disturbances of man, the national, the office, the sluts, the social network, the suburbs, the thing about life is one day you'll be dead, the verificationist, the white ribbon, twin peaks, under great white northern lights, understanding comics, vampire weekend, we are all good if they try hard enough, white stripes, why did I ever, william walsh, wilson