Isn't Ted a handsome fellow?

The Wagon rolls on, documenting the trials, tribulations, and all-around amity that characterizes our blogging relationships with each other. Here’s a rundown of the travesties:

Christopher easily wins the “Best Headline of the Week” prize with his “Joy of Lex.” Don’t get too excited, though: as reward he gets to do this. His post on the impact of listening to classical music in utero, however, reads merely an attempt to intimidate our readers. A Schoenberg-says-what?.

Matt advocated for paternal figures who drink their own urine (I prefer coffee). He is also, as I suspected, a cat lover, and by cat lover, I mean this. I jest, of course; what I really want to say about Matt is, all reports to the contrary, he is not frugal. No kidding. Spend ten minutes with the guy and you’ll know it. He blows his money, your money, the baby’s college fund, the whole jim-jam. Sad really.

Nathan, as usual, missed the point of this blogging gig. Now, Nathan, listen carefully: actually writing something cogent and informative about birth classes is silly. Remember–we’re not getting paid! (Or are we? I saw Matt flashing some serious coin the other night) Save the good stuff for reportage in which the main purpose is to exploit popular anger against an undeserving public figure and to victimize her family.

As for me? Well, it’s been a rough week in my particular slice of the blogosphere. I passed the week moping about work, debating whether or not mothers talk about sex more than fathers, and referencing exceedingly obscure actresses from the Hollywood Golden Era. I didn’t even have the strength of will to make fun of Christopher for using the term “wuss” in a headline (real men call it the silken butterfly).