Egy gondolat bant engemet

A few weeks ago when I was in Cleveland, I got to hang out with a TON of ladies. Ever since then, something has been bothering me. I finally realized what it was. See this picture of me with Zsuzsannananana Neni:

Don't I look good on her arm? Don't you think she needs a baby on her arm full-time? Email your thoughts on this issue to nemethbal@aol.com.

2 of the many, many, many ladies in my life

Here is a wonderful pic of az anyam and az anya (ie, my mother and her mother):

We had a big old bonding time this weekend. The only time my butt was on the ground was when I was laying on the ground playing with Mama (Grandma). This picture was taken primarily as proof that Mama didn't hold me the entire weekend.

This is turning into the month of Hegedus....at least the ones who love me. Two weeks ago, Papa was here. This past weekend, Mama. Next weekend, Auntie Em. It's almost as if there were a Hegedus missing, but no - they've all visited me.

Google Stinks

Google owns the company that hosts this site. They stink.

I am having significant technical difficulties today. I apologize.

I will post an update as soon as this is fixed.

I want to Jam with you

When I heard I was getting to Jam, I thought, "Finally, some processed sugar, some preservatives, maybe some monosodium glutamate." Admit it. With that subject line, you were thinking you would get some cute Mate smothering jam on his face videos. But that is not at all what my parents had in mind.

They actually had something more like this in mind:
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5134961836455510078&hl=en

I do so enjoy music. Raffi is the shizznick. Especially if I get to put az anyam's finger in my mouth.

No need for vanity

I used to complain when pictures were taken of my scantily clad body. Then I came to the realization that with a body like this, not only should I not be ashamed but I actually have a responsibility to share it.

Ladies, I would give you my cell number (hint, hint) if you like what you see, but the powers that be have decided that I should be happy that I have a blog and an email address.

Luv 2 comuni-k8

Back in my youth, in my first blog posting, I mentioned that my cheap parents hadn't yet gotten me a phone. They still haven't come through. Every once in a while, I get to borrow az anyam's phone. I had the chance to talk to Piki Bacsi the other day. I think that I am the only one who can truly relate to him. We see things from the same perspective - that of a 6 month old.

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-1815903229576976829&hl=en

Some read in the facilities, I find the best place to talk is on the changing table. If I'm not on the changing table whn I'm on the phone, I usually just try to eat the phone. It's no meat, but it's definitely no vegetable.