Well, I guess I’m really going to have to get on the stick now. Last week I had dinner with Foggy Bottom Mom (FBM), and suggested that she motivate herself to write by starting a blog. Well, she did, and now I have to worry about my mother finding blogospheric success before I do–and how embarrassing would that be?
I have an advantage—a somewhat more complete handle on internet traditions—but FBM has some pretty good stories, and she can write. I just hope she lets me tell the one about the night Officer Kaboviak brought me home.