I'm an international superstar

So I have this really cool app on my blog. I don't know if you noticed it, but it's on the right, near the bottom. It's a counter that tells me the general location of where my readers are. Today a couple of interesting ones popped up. One was in Mexico, and the other is somewhere in northern Europe (not the one in Sweeden, which I assume is from my friend Martin (aka Moose)). I can't quite tell where from the picture. Regardless, that's pretty damn cool. But who the hell in Mexico wants to read my blog? To whoever it is, hola! Que pasa? Don't ask me to say anything else unless it's asking where the bathroom is or odering a beer. That's the extent of my Spanish. But if you're the person from Mexico, drop me a line.

Oh, and also, I no longer think that I have a bad temper. Christian Bale has a bad temper. I'm a pussycat compared to him. The headline on a BBC blog about it said "Batman goes bats--t!" I love it. What a nut job.