Look Who's Typing

Here's a change of pace. Instead of me dictating to my folks and them typing, I let mommy tell me what to write while I did a little hunting and pecking. Unfortunately all she could come up with was the lame title to this post (which apparently is a play on "Look Who's Talking"). Hey Mom, leave the punditry to me and Daddy.

I'm Big in Europe!

So I was checking my stats for the blog today and turns out I'm a huge broad... er, I mean, I'm huge abroad! Here's a map showing all the visitors to my blog. People in 17 countries are watching my every move... scary! Well I can account for at least one of them. Daddy's former co-worker Vanessa checked out my site from Germany. Thanks to her sister Val for giving me the idea for this post. And thanks to all my fans out there. I guess it really is a small world after all.

Bloggin' the Night Away

Ever wonder how I update my blog with such little fingers and lack of muscle control? Well, here's my secret... I dictate what I want to say to Daddy and he types it in for me. Speaking of eternal questions... ever wonder why Daddy never wears a shirt? Yeah, me too. Bet if you asked him though, he'd drop some corny pun about giving you the shirt right off his back. Well here's one back at ya, Dad -- I think this blog would be better if it were a little more buttoned up.