Where's Dad?

I have been looking all over for my Dad. Under the table, behind the TV, in the garden.

I think I've found him. He's on the computer, creating a blog for me. He says it will keep track of how I am doing, so everybody who doesn't live here in Rochester will be able to read about me and see new photos.

He says to stay tuned, he's just getting it going.

I don't get it. What is a blog, anyway? All I really want to do is eat Meatball Subs and watch the Bears. I like the Bears. I think Kyle Orton is the new Roethlisberger.