Other great titles would have been: Daddy Ranman – Daddy Almost as Extraordinaire as Le Clown; DaddyRanman is Dotty Headbanger‘s Neighbour; DaddyRanman is Not Canadian, Neither Are You; DaddyRanman Was Not In Pulp Fiction. Le Clown discovered DaddyRanman when he first started blogging, back in 1907. It was a cold winter here in Canadaland. We didn’t have electricity yet in our igloo, and we had to keep warm by sleeping under polar bear skin, which I hunted myself, and killed with my bare clown hands. DaddyRanman’s posts amused Le Clown, and kept him from going insane, which incidentally kept him from emigrating down South, in Deep Fried Bacon country. DaddyRanman is a new dad – surprised, right? And he’s one of the blogosphere’s biggest mysteries: he is only read by Le Clown and a handful of others, which is just plain wrong.
So here’s what I suggest: 1) Follow this handsome young dad but mostly 2) head down to Black Box Warnings and read his guest post, To Pill or Not to Pill, that is the Uneducated Question. Le Clown has spoken, with his fingers, by typing on his keyboard.