It Could Be Like a Dad-Off. Or Something

Dooce was the first blog I ever read, and for the life of me, I can't remember how I found it. I don't read a lot of "mommy blogs." I can't read about the cutesy stuff all the time. Especially about people I don't know. The few I read are written by people who are good writers, and happen to have kids. I know them. Well, most of them.

I really like the two dad-blogs that I read. These guys are freaking hysterical.

Simon Metz, anyone? And no, I don't just like him because he's a member of the tribe and a homie from LI. He's actually really, REALLY funny. (Even if he doesn't blog often enough. Let's go, Metz go.* Anyone remember that song besides Golden Boy?)

Steve, who I think of as, "The Sneeze Guy" is the other dad-blog I now read (it's a new find). It's not often that you can tell someone not to drink anything while reading, lest they snort liquid up their nose. But this is actually a blog that I put down my drink to read.

Both of these guys are in LA - they should be friends!

*Yes, I know that this is Superbowl Sunday and it's football, not baseball. But holy shit, watching that video seriously put tears in my eyes - shit like that makes me miss New York desperately.