This Blog Is HUGE In Australia
Even though I have virtually no readers, I still feel bad about letting down the readership. It's been quite a while since my last substantive entry here. The Mother's Day installment was just a photo and a caption, a nice and heartfelt observance of the holiday, but really not much more taxing than slapping a pair of Chuck Taylor sneakers on your dog and posting the side-splitting results. I need material, something to entertain the faithful few who do actually visit, so I've taken to following the girls around the house, my MacBook at the ready and - in the finest tradition of Andrew Shue - screaming at them to "DO SOMETHING!" Hopefully this approach will yield fruit and entries in the coming days.
It is probably worth noting that I have learned something interesting over the last several weeks, courtesy of the information my Sitemeter provides for free - this blog is HUGE in Australia. I have regular readers in Perth, Sydney, a place called Applecross. Suddenly the whole enterprise seems more exotic. World-wide appeal. I feel like Robin Zander walking into Budokan for the first time and wondering what all the cheering was about. I find myself wandering around humming the "Men At Work," song, you know the one. Was there more than one? Contemplating a Vegemite sandwich for lunch, how would one go about facilitating something like that? In any event, thank you to my Aussie readers. I was cheering for Joe Hachem at last year's WSOP and I'm happy to do so again this year if it satisfies and solidifies my international fan base.
Not much else to report, I'm not considering this a real post, just a chance to take another shot at dooce and demonstrate that we are still alive, because people were worried, especially in Australia. We had a nice family moment around the computer on Friday night, when we ordered new Crocs for the girls. Madison was very hot on this new style, Crocs Mary Janes, so we ordered a pair for her and one for Ava and the most frequent topic of conversation around here this week has been whether or not the new footwear will arrive in time for the long Memorial Day weekend. Three days with the family, a planned trip into the city to see friends on Saturday or Sunday. I should have something to write about by Monday. We can hope, anyway. Until then...
Aussie, Aussie, Aussie... Oi, Oi, Oi!
It is probably worth noting that I have learned something interesting over the last several weeks, courtesy of the information my Sitemeter provides for free - this blog is HUGE in Australia. I have regular readers in Perth, Sydney, a place called Applecross. Suddenly the whole enterprise seems more exotic. World-wide appeal. I feel like Robin Zander walking into Budokan for the first time and wondering what all the cheering was about. I find myself wandering around humming the "Men At Work," song, you know the one. Was there more than one? Contemplating a Vegemite sandwich for lunch, how would one go about facilitating something like that? In any event, thank you to my Aussie readers. I was cheering for Joe Hachem at last year's WSOP and I'm happy to do so again this year if it satisfies and solidifies my international fan base.
Not much else to report, I'm not considering this a real post, just a chance to take another shot at dooce and demonstrate that we are still alive, because people were worried, especially in Australia. We had a nice family moment around the computer on Friday night, when we ordered new Crocs for the girls. Madison was very hot on this new style, Crocs Mary Janes, so we ordered a pair for her and one for Ava and the most frequent topic of conversation around here this week has been whether or not the new footwear will arrive in time for the long Memorial Day weekend. Three days with the family, a planned trip into the city to see friends on Saturday or Sunday. I should have something to write about by Monday. We can hope, anyway. Until then...
Aussie, Aussie, Aussie... Oi, Oi, Oi!
posted by Dad at 7:00 AM
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