That’s me: hipper to the groove than Paul Wells

See, here’s how a real blogger blogs, combining timely (note the post date) news flashes with — well, added-value (and frankly disturbing) naughty bits of the type only I’d think to proffer.

Hmmm, isn’t Paul Wells the guy Kate and I briefly took to calling “Mr. Poopy Head” last year for some reason?

Golly, who can keep track of our wacky adventures in pre-emptive media unemployment?