Truth be told, I almost featured this last week. But what with the conclave and all, I chose The Shoes of the Fisherman instead. I’m glad I did, too, as the inner workings of the voting, the making of smoke signals, and the naming of an unlikely Pope all kind of set the stage for the real thing that happened on Wednesday. (more…) Read more
Perhaps he could be the first Pontiff to cut the mustard on Dancing With The Stars. (more…) Read more
…is in need of a soundtrack. Someone suggested 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall. But to me, a pair of tunes instantly came to mind. (more…) Read more
So too do all other electronic devices, you see. (more…) Read more
Originally written last year on the feast of St. John the Baptist, I can’t help but note that everything I’ve seen and read about Pope Francis leads me to conclude that between the two types presented in the title above, and in the narrative below, he is the former, and not the latter. The Holy Spirit prefers the former type too, as He always has. Thanks be to God. (more…) Read more
If the video below doesn’t work, see the interviews here at Yahoo! Read more
Twin brothers? They look like they could be. 🙂 Read more
Wikipedia is already updated. There are lots of “firsts” here. (more…) Read more
Update! In disgust, Sistine Seagull flys off in a huff after darkness settled over the Eternal City. Our last report is that the angry bird was continuing to protest by joining a group in a Roman pub crawl. (more…) Read more
Black smoke means “No Pope (we still have beer).” White smoke means, “We’re outta beer! Habemus Papem!” Okay, that’s stretching things a bit. However, the cardinals have been blessed with a supply of good beer during the conclave, courtesy of the Monks of Norcia, from San Benedetto, Italy. (more…) Read more
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