Article copyThis is a very unique sensation. Here you are, quietly rambling and posting about slapping monkey behinds while streaming in some easy-listening Hard/Tech/UK Hard House feed (lotsa "Boom, Boom, Boom", "Hey DJ, FeelTheBeat, FeelTheRythm" and "Twittin', Twittin', Twitteen". Not disturbing and very entertaining. Shoot me.) when all of a sudden you notice that your hit counter seems to be furiously trying to catch up with the passport delivery rate of the French Embassy in Syria.
So five minutes after an excited look at the counter's stats and a slap on my forehead (Friends are calling: "Hey mate! There's your name on Instapundit!), I wish to welcome the people coming from Instapundit (the permalink to what you're looking for is here, by the way) and to express my unconditional gratitude to our father in blogging, the most esteemed Glenn Reynolds.