One of the categories of “Snide Remarks” columns is Columns That Eric Finds Much, Much Funnier Than Anyone Else. This week’s “Snide Remarks” Classic, from Aug. 8, 2001, is a prime example. It’s called “It’s All True,” and it’s a list of interesting trivia items similar to those e-mails people used to forward around all the time. Most of those e-mail trivia items aren’t actually true, which annoys me, so I made up a list of things that are also not true in the hopes that it, too, would circulate.

For some reason, this list really makes me giggle. I like how some of them almost sound true at first, for just a second, until you think about them. Sort of like 9/11 conspiracy theories.

This week’s “Snide Remarks” Classic column might just make you stand up and say “¡Olé!” I mean, probably not, but you never know. It’s about illegal immigration, and it’s called “(His)panic Attacks,” and it was originally published on May 8, 2006. That’s recent enough for you to vaguely remember it, maybe.

It may surprise you to learn that I’ve only ever received one Cease & Desist letter, and it was from Gary Larson! It pertained to “Jihad to Be You,” published Feb. 20, 2006, which is this week’s “Snide Remarks” Classic.The subject matter was the then-hot issue of cartoonists drawing pictures of Mohammed and thus incurring the wrath of certain Muslims. How Gary Larson and “The Far Side” fits in, well, you’ll have to read the column and the post-column discussion.

Also: This column caused my friend Michael to leave me a voice mail in which he pretended to be a Muslim (complete with unconvincing Middle Eastern accent!) who was offended by what I had written. Not much of what Michael does is funny, so I like to give him credit when he succeeds.

Our “Snide Remarks” Classic this week is “Long, Dark Night of the Soul,” from Feb. 6, 2006, in which I eat too much Hershey’s dark chocolate for your amusement. If you were to divide all the “Snide Remarks” columns into categories, one major division would be Eric Talks About His Body, which would cover all the dieting and exercising columns as well as the columns like this, where I do something strange to myself. My body, like my mind, is here for you to laugh at.

The official 10th anniversary of “Snide Remarks” was last week, but that doesn’t mean we’re through commemorating it with a “Snide Remarks” Classic every Wednesday. No sir or madam! We’ll keep it up until 2007 is over, and maybe even into 2008, although probably not, since we’ll have run out of good columns worth revisiting by then.

This week’s nugget is “Ten Little Idiots,” from Oct. 4, 2004. It tells of a trip I made to Las Vegas to see my friends perform in a community theater play. It mentions my friends Pants, Mrs. Pants, and Luscious Malone, all of whom have different names in real life. The noms de column are part of their mystique!

This week’s “Snide Remarks” features my favorite kind of indulgence: self-indulgence! It’s my top 10 list of what I consider to be the best “Snide Remarks” columns ever, in conjunction with the feature’s 10th anniversary — which is this Saturday, officially.

My little column is 10 years old! Seems like only yesterday that I was giving birth to it, right there on the floor at The Daily Universe.

I recorded SnideCasts for the top 10 columns, as I figured that would make them seem fresher to readers who have read them before. To my deaf readers, I have nothing new to offer, sorry.

I was sad to learn on a recent trip to Salt Lake City that my beloved Cafe Pierpont — home of such Mexican entrees as the life-changing flautas — had closed. I guess the building got sold and the new owner is turning it into something else. Something evil, no doubt, since the owner himself is obviously evil. What kind of monster would deprive the world of Cafe Pierpont’s flautas?!

In honor of this tragedy, this week’s “Snide Remarks” Classic is the column I wrote about the restaurant, “Addición: Flautas,” originally published Sept. 20, 2004.

Chicken, cheese, sour cream, flour tortilla, rolled up and deep fried. Mmmm….

Do you love alarming childbirth stories? I know I do! That’s why I wrote a column about them, called “Caesarean Salad,” which is this week’s “Snide Remarks” Classic selection.

We’re spotlighting a different old favorite each Wednesday in 2007 in honor of the 10th anniversary of “Snide Remarks.” The official date is Sept. 29, which is coming up soon! Do you know what you’re going to buy “Snide Remarks” for its 10th birthday? Start thinkin’!

Every now and then a person enters your life and you think, “I could write a column about this person every week and never run out of material.” Or at least that’s what I think. Such a person for me was Pablo, known in “Snide Remarks” as Raoul, my housemate from Christmas 2003 until June 2004.

I direct your attention to the two columns I wrote about him, “Doing Tiempo” and “Señor Clean,” which appeared seven weeks apart in spring 2004. (I referred to him again at the end of “U-Haul Come Back Now, Ya Hear?,” a few weeks later.) Reading these columns again reminds me of more stories I could tell about him, like how he was obsessed with Princess Diana and would constantly re-watch a video tape of some TV special about her, or how one time he was late with his rent because he had accidentally washed his paycheck.

Good ol’ Pablo. I have no idea what became of him. He’s the kind of person who, despite being dim-witted and disaster-prone, will probably never actually be killed or even injured. He’s probably a millionaire now.

All throughout 2007, we’re celebrating the 10th anniversary of “Snide Remarks” by spotlighting a different old column every Wednesday. It’s like taking a stroll down memory lane. A slow, lurching stroll, since we only take one step a week, but still. A stroll is a stroll.

This week’s “Snide Remarks” Classic is “Tightening the Belt,” originally published March 8, 2004. It is noteworthy because it marked the return of “Snide Remarks” after a 6 1/2 month absence. The hiatus began when I stopped working at the Daily Herald and ended here, when I relaunched the column as an Internet-based, by-subscription-only feature.

I distinctly remember how great it felt to write a column again after six months of not writing columns. Writing “Snide Remarks” is like riding a bicycle: You never forget how to do it, and it chafes your thighs. Or something.