You, you the American people — you’re the big winners.  Today marks the second anniversary of Extreme Mortman.  We mark it today because we forgot about it yesterday, the actual anniversary.

We launched this blog sometime around Valentine’s Day.  With adequate love in the air, it’s probably an ideal time to quote Lieutenant Frank Drebin of Police Squad:

Jane, if you don’t love me, you might as well pull that trigger, because without you, I wouldn’t want to live anyway.

I’ve finally found someone l can love - a good, clean love… without utensils.

It’s a topsy-turvy world, Jane, and maybe the problems of two people don’t amount to a hill of beans, but this is our hill and these, these are our beans.

Since I met you, I’ve noticed things I never knew where there - birds singing, dew glistening on a newly-formed leaf, stop lights.

Jane, this morning I bought something for you.  lt’s not very much, but pretty good for an honest policeman’s salary.

It’s an engagement ring.  I’d have given it to you earlier, but l wanted to wait until we were alone.

Likewise, while we’re alone, I thank you, I thank the good folks in the glass-enclosed publisher’s suite at New Media Strategies, and of course I thank the late great John Ritter.