What do these critters have in common?


Apparently, not much. {Tee-hee-hee!}


Of course, by custom, the Pope goes to Castelgandolfo to rest the week after Easter.
Sitting on thrones all week can, apparently, take a lot outta ya! It's true. The Hamster knows this.
Hey, whatever floats your boat and all. But what is the purpose of taking a picture of people you can't even recognise? "That's aunt Mildred, second from left, under the sheet; and that's little Bobby on the right, under the sheet, isn't he cute and he's grown so much over the past year! And that's..." I mean, really, what's the point?
For those of you who perhaps haven't been following the mightiest spectacle in all of sport -- I refer, of course, to the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament -- I thought I would remark on the peculiar situation the Fates have dealt me this time. In the next round, the East Regional Semi-Finals, my undergraduate alma mater, Villanova, will be playing my graduate alma mater, Duke. That's never happened to me before. I will end up rooting for Duke, because that's the institution from which I have the higher degree, and... well... I'm a snob. But either way, I win. I like that kind of situation.
"Somebody left their lunch in the frig in the break room over the weekend; I need to remind you that's a potential health hazard. The copier on the 2nd floor is broken, and the guy's been called. They'll be installing the new hand-dryers in the cardinals' restroom Thursday. OK, any other announcements? Then lets get out there people and save some souls!"