Still no bags from Allitalia, and thus still no real blog today. If I'd had time, you could read all about my bad decision to read a Stephen King dissection scene during dinner, my support for Howard Dean's confederate flag remarks, and speculation on what color the shirt I've worn for a week now would be if it hadn't started out dark green.
Of course, if I'd had the luggage that enable the blogging, I'd have burned this damned shirt by now.
Luckily for you, there's a New Yorker profile of Tina Fey online. Creeping bullfrog Jesus, she's an attractive lady.
A daddy blog.