Quick Timeline

Coorespondents and Soldiers around the World
San Antonio - Tony Infante and Sean Huckleberry
Austin - Amanda Davila
Indianapolis - Kandice Casey
New York - Katie Nichols
Liverpool - Shane Williams and Alan Davis
Dallas - Teri Wilson
Budapest - Clair Burke

Since May 2004, or the end of high school, I have been more directly involved with the site than anyone else. Go Digital virtually ceased, except for a couple of parties. The Warzone was supposed to close down in August of 2004. Instead, I made a hybrid site, which in honesty is still a great idea, in 2004-2005, and called it Season 5. It would have been in place of Season 5, but I never made anything of it. Only a couple of Go Digital's ensued. Season 6 was pretty much the same, but there was never a transition between 5 and 6, so it really felt like one long season.

In 2007, I became a little bit more agitated with life and suddenly met some scrappy young writers and enthusiasts that wrote on the very old newsboard. The first week of April, I unprecedently visited New York, skipping class, and going to one of the first baseball games of the year. In June, after I lost faith in San Antonio due to law problems, I came back to New York to seal the deal at Hunter College. I just needed the proper funding. In early August, a young fawn and I got extremely drunk and I drove to New York in her car, and we lived in the Bronx off Grand Concourse and Fordham, one of the most economically diverse neighborhoods in the city that also cooresponded with a large shopping district. Sadly, problems ensued, and I had to abort after a month. Season 7 was over...although it could of began the greatest season ever. Season 7 called 3 places home in 2007 - Houston (Baytown), San Antonio, and New York (the Bronx)

Season 8 was created out of pure joy - I was accepted to University of Texas @ Brownsville. I did in ways lie to my mother - she thought I was only going for Mexico. I denied that accusation and said it would be a cheap city. Well, I didn't lie. Season 8 was absolutely incredible for the website, and makes what I have now look foolish: I began with a subscription to the New York Times, started doing radio shows, and then moved to Brownsville and set up shop in the downtown district, blocks from the Mexican border. I went to Mexico three times a week. In June, I created a supplement to the radio show, entitled Matt and Meggo in the Morning, with Megan Guidry. It wasn't a big success, but it did have its fans and supporters. As far as I know, I am one of the last people to report to the Baytown/Highlands area the remrants of Hurricane Ike, as I uploaded 3 different shows on the same day to give up-to-date reports. I was going to do a 4th show, when I saw all my Houston friends log-off simulataneously, indicating the power was disrupted. In November, Matt and Meggo in the Morning became either the first radio show, or one of the first radio shows, to be broadcasted on both Mexican and American soil. On December 2, 2008, I said goodbye to Mexico. Later that month, financial aid told me to prove my poverty level, and I knew I would never pass. I sadly aborted from Brownsville days before Christmas.

The Hot Babe Contest came back in full force in 2008, with Marley Robberson capturing the world championship, being the 4th world champion of the contest.

Season 9 was mostly lazy, but radio shows continued. Matt and Meggo were thriving, and still made radical apperances, sometimes in Austin and other areas in Texas. My law problems became more complicated, and I felt if I just served my two years, from October 2008-October 2010, I would be fine and I could go on with my life. I wanted to leave Houston more than anything in the world. I laid low, but in August I had a huge mental breakdown. Through a ponsi scheme, I went to New York to try again my luck with schooling and a job. I was duped by people who sold me the idea, and I had to abort that mission as well within a week. I saw the new Yankee Stadium and to this day, feel the trip is worth it because of that. I was never caught for leaving the state because of this - I did it within probation appointments. Originally, I began in Houston, went to San Antonio, flew to Detroit, flew to Boston, traveled across Boston on bus, went by bus down I-95 to New York, two weeks later take a bus to Philly, fly to Nashville, fly to Austin. Next day, take a bus from Austin to Houston. Yeah, it was a trip. Literally.

The 2009 Hot Babe Contest actually took place twice. I completely ignored the fact that one went totally wrong due to the contesant's own personal status and I couldn't do anything about it. It was a very sad moment in TW history, and the Hot Babe Contest finally looked how I see it today, kinda dumb, but it ended dumb for multiple reasons: I changed the rules to allow a vote from Houston count more than a vote from anywhere else - this worked perfectly except for a completely obvious result that caused constroversy. Then, the finals ended up with probably the two more constroversial girls in the entire contest. Both were beautiful in their own way, but the competition was actually between people who liked either person, not against the opponents as a sport - and both camps cheated. I would receive 15 emails in one minute for one candidate. Very unlikely. It wasn't a blowout. I threw the contest out, giving Ashley Dunn and Kalie Cowher the option of being the only "maybe" champions in HBC history. If I would of counted the votes, Ashley would have been the 5th champion of the world.

So, I re-did the 2009 contest, and had a different idea on how to present the games: Everyone had multiple chances to advance. Twenty girls competed for five weeks, one on one each week, the winner gains 3 points, the loser gains nothing, and in any certain instance, a tie would receive 1 point. Marley Robberson snuck into the playoffs, then took over from there - until she met Jo Ann Todd. In the most unprecedented finals in TW history, Jo Ann and Marley tied TWICE. On the first tie, I demanded an extra day of voting. Tied. I did it again. Tied. Unbelivable. On the third day, I said I would declare a double champion if it tied again, and I advertised on every medium possible. The most votes came in that day - at least a 500% increase - Marley beat Jo Ann by 5 votes. At least 150 individuals voted. Marley is now nicknamed "Two-Time" because of her 2nd title, the only girl to win twice.

In 2009, I adapted the Everton Football Club as my favorite team outside the United States.

In 2010, right before the launch of Season 10, I was arrested for leaving county lines. I told my probation officer I was doing it, but I didn't accurately state where I was going to be. Nonetheless, I could of gone to Iceland or Chambers County, but I went to San Marcos, missing an appointment by three days in January. I even kept in contact with my PO, telling her when I'd come back - using my "dead" aunt as an excuse. My whole lie was that I flew to New York, because my "dead" aunt "died." As far as I know, my aunt is alive and well. Two days after my appointment, I call to tell her I'm back in Harris County and I can come to her at the minute's notice. Instead, I awkwardly wait for a week and a half to see her, only to be bombarded by Houston PD. I was put in jail for 3 months for violating probation, and the only wrong-doing I did was leave the county without a judge's permission. From January 24, 2010 to April 21, 2010, I was obviously silent on radio. This potentially killed my thrive for radio, because while I was in jail at Texarkana, I watched Mike and Mike every morning (no pun intended). I never watched the whole 4 hour program, but I got 45 minutes of it at least ten, fifteen times. I was there for a month.

I came home dismayed, April 21, 2010 I was released - and Season 10 began. I was not fired up however, and it took me a while until I checked an old email account a friend still had. On that day, we created Buttheadfest, in tribute to his cat who lived a long successive life. Through some ironic coincidence, this same friend shopped at a liquor store just a mile or less from my house - but it was easy to get to from his house due to a freeway. The owner reached out to him, I got a phone call, suddenly our stupid little party becomes what everyone wants - free liquor for all. I immediately started swirling the idea in my head of a "trophy" for a Hot Babe champion. I've never given the girls anything for winning the contest, except Becky Wilson's Burger King crown and Misty Hutchinson's monkey in the 2003 contest. I came up with a deal to have 5 bottles of liquor, (and ended up more) given to the winner if I said the contest was sponsored by the liquor store. This attracted several new girls to the contest, and some who have been devestatingly close to holding a crown. I barred Marley from entering the contest. This contest was started by some who weren't even in Baytown at the time - Kaci Keyes in May began calling for a 2010 Hot Babe Contest - and consequently, in August, my new Evertonian friends in Liverpool placed bets on her to win the whole thing. It was quite extravagant.

Brianna Fry took the 5th World Championship - it was the largest margin of victory in history. It was undeniably Brianna's title. She hoisted not gold, but liquor. I was so worn out by counting votes to this day I will never do a contest again unless I have some incredible motive.

Season 11 was a figment of my imagination - because it only exists to me. The most exciting event to happen during this time was a visit back to New York, and all I had to do was be a tour guide. I learned this gets easier with age and people's own determination to do things on their own.

And alas, Season 12. Hopefully there's not a Season 24. If there is, I hope there's billions of readers. But, until then, if I ever get motivation to top Mike Greenberg and Mike Golic, and Colin Cowherd, and sometimes Michael Kay or Skip Bayless, I would do a radio show. Until now, I keep dailying the inevitable. I will blow, and I will be back on the radio soon. I've made a 24 hour pact with my fanbase but I do not like it myself - it should be 6 hours - once upon a time I did three shows in one day to protect my audience - I shouldn't give old news.