Being a certified D List Blogger, I get a lot (almost none) of fan mail. Here's a near perfect copy of a recent one:

Dear Mike,

You are awesome! And handsome! And cleversome!

I'm curious. I loved your old posts about Daisy being a singing/song writing virtuoso. Does she still make up her own songs? If so might I request, as one of your biggest blog fans, posts on that subject?

Also, here are naked photos of me.

Love,
Bruce

Thanks, Bruce. Nice gams! Anyway, most of Daisy's musical endeavors these days revolve around her piano playing and imaginary dance shows. I did, however, put the question to her....

Me: Do you have any new songs, like your old classics "Snap On Those Ol' Western Boys" or "My Heart Is Not A Two Week Old Steak?"
Daisy: (thinking) Hmmm....Um...Yes, I do, but it doesn't have a title.
Me: Could you think of a title for it?
Daisy: Ok...It's called, "I Believe in My Dreams", but that title doesn't have anything to do with the song.
Me: That's fine. It doesn't have to. Can you sing the song for me?
Daisy: Well, it takes a lot of space.
Me: You need a big space to sing the song?
Daisy: Yes. There's a lot of jumping and running.
Me: Well, could you manage to do it here in our living room anyway?
Daisy: I guess so.

Then she thought for a moment as though perhaps maybe she was making up the song on the spot.

Daisy: Ok, the first part has snapping, but pretend that's drums.
Me: I'll snap with you.

She snapped for about 15 seconds, seemingly thinking up the lyrics. Wheels were clearly spinning. And then she launched into song.

I believe I can
Jump to the moon
I believe I can
Fly to the sun
I know these things aren't reality
But I believe in my dreams

Much more finger snapping ensued, and then there were a few more verses similar to the first.

And that, Bruce, is the current state of the Daisy song union. Thanks for asking! Also, you should check out that mole on your upper thigh.