Hello again my little chickadees,

I apologize for the long hiatus, you must be ravenous!  You see what happened is this.  My father, he is a fabulously wealthy investor.  As you can probably imagine, he has a number of issues to deal with that regular folk like you and I probably can’t even imagine.  To think!  Trying to figure out what to do with all that wealth!  Anyways, a few weeks ago, we were sitting in our money room (like the one Scrooge McDuck had in Duck Tales) and he said to me “Ohhhh Conor, I’m feeling sassy.  Let’s buy a cottage in Brussels and summer there.”  I had made many prior commitments that interfered with his impromptu European vacation, but, fearing a spanking, I came along.  It was absolutely marvelous.  We saw the sights, enjoyed the cuisine (did you know you have to pay for ketchup at McDonalds in Europe!?!?!) I even met a nice girl.  I call her my brussel-sprout.  Get it?  Anyways, she is a singer, and while we were there we shot this fantastic music video of her and all of her neat friends from Brussels.  Please, look at my little angel =)