Okay.

I figured what better way to get into this internet business than by latching on to the Matt Elliott. Make him to the work, make him write the blog, throw my name around and instant glory would come my way. Until he made me put up links to my websites.

Then I realized that people would learn that I love naming babies (but not babies themselves- remember that. They smell and burp and spit up. I only like babies that can play violins or identify presidents), ‘credible’ celebrity websites (having the ability to use photoshop should not catapult one into notoriety), and pretending I like science.

But that’s what the internet is about I guess. Or so Matt tells me.

We will see how it goes.