My mother wrote me an e-mail:

I am finally catching up to reading your blob and etc.

Now, Mommie may be eighty, but she knows it's called a "blog." I've told her it's a "blog." Even gave her the etymology: short for "web log." And I'm sure she's heard that "Bloggers" were Time Magazine's People of the Year this year. So why does she always talk about having read my "blob"?

Probably because she knows it makes me giggle.