"Blog” is a verb now, though, even if it did start out just as a noun.

I was watching Bertha, too, and was glad it took that northern track.

It takes a bed hog to know a bed hog. :p

Did you take a picture of the cookies?  I really just wanted to see that center cookie, assuming that it didn’t MELT while stuck in Secaucus from 10:10am Thursday through 7:00am Monday.

Did I not offer to convert the .avi file yesterday?  I think I did.  Hmm. (Would you like me to convert it?)

I’m sure another tropical something-or-other will come this way to make you happy again!  Don’t you worry your pretty pony head.

You have 800 minions around you, make them get you more ice coffee.  (What?  That’s not misuse of company resources!)

Sounds like a meloncholy day. You need more blueberry muffins. And you need to kick Squishy out of the bed and replace him with his momma…

P.S. - You WANT a hurricane? Seriously?

I’m annoyed that anyone in the media uses any of the terms pertaining to “blogging” so liberally. Remember when NOBODY knew what it was?

I am fascinated by hurricanes (especially the ones named Bertha), but lately I feel a great heave of relief when they head to open waters.

One of these days, one of those bad boys or girls is gonna strengthen to a Cat 4 or 5 and head straight for Lady Liberty.  And all Hell is gonna break loose.  I worry more about the South Shore of LI because that’s where most of my family lives.  Just a block or so from the water.

I can relate. After I have my ALMOST daily Starbucks fix, there is an almost immediate let-down as I realize there won’t be any more for at least another 24 hours. Oh, the humanity!

PS - What do you want for dinner on July 3, 2009?

Love Anderson, but I hate the way he so obviously isn’t up on the medium. I’d still sleep with him though.