Introducing....Daddy!

It's with great pleasure that I welcome Daddy to the "Casa Costal" blog. Daddy is the creator of the "Oakcrest Film Institute Blog" (plug, plug) and the author of several award-winning made-up stories about pogeets and guggies. To offer this new addition the fanfare he deserves, we at Casa Costal Blog caught up with Daddy last night in the living room:

Casa Costal (CC): Hello, Daddy, and welcome aboard!

Daddy (D): Thank you, Daddy...it is so nice to be here (fixing his ascot and taking a long, slow drag from his corn cob pipe)

CC: May we be so bold as to begin by saying, you look amazing. Wow!

D: Me? No, no, no....you. You are a handsome devil (flashes a quick, but profoundly moving boyish grin)

CC: Indeed. And your breath...I have been really enjoying it...delightful...peppermint, with a hint of...is that nutmeg?

D: Tapioca.

CC: Naughty...but nice....(they giggle with the delight for several minutes) It is a pleasure to have you join the Casa Costal blog. You are a star of big studio projects, why go indie to join this rag-tag, grassroots blog that focuses on such topics as "poop," "viruses," and "incoherent moaning?" What motivated this move?

D: Well, first of all, I have always been a big fan of the blog, and the other day, on the red eye from Vienna, where I winter, I was reading the blog and thinking...yes. Good. The trying story of a young, blue-eyed mother, two adorable, but virally susseptible young boys...funny anecdotes...darling puns...double entendres...toilet humor...this is the project I have been looking for. Plus, frankly, I want to crush the Gallagher blog.

CC: of course...you know what they say about Pennsylvanians: "you got a friend...with a blog...in Pennsylvania"

D: Beautifully said, Daddy.

CC: Thank you, Daddy.

D: To this blog I will bring a certain joie de vivre...saivor fair...and other French words...

CC: Like croissant?

D: Exactly like croissant! This blog lacks nonsense! Where are the ramblings? Where are the long-winded sports references and obscure historical allusions? I shall bring them....like a wide receiver, I shall rise up and cradle the ball into my bosom, while also dragging my toes in-bounds. I shall rip through domestication anecdotes like Grant ripped through Richmond.

CC: (crying) You, sir...are a true American hero...and by American, I mean Cuban.

D: (silence. a very poignant silence)