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And so it begins the way it begins every year around this time, the cycle come full circle. Yes, friends of Christianity, your Holy Week 2024 starts today, Palm Sunday, and if you have been with this blog for even one year now, you know what this means: yup, it’s our annual occasion to revisit ‘The Greatest Album Ever Made’.

From Kevork K. Kanine to your favorite dog, Happy Nat’l. Puppy Day now! Woof!

Earth Day is on the 22nd of April; today, the 22nd of March, is your Int’l. Water Day now. Águas de Março!

Good afternoon still from the Golden West!

Wednesday!

Second-runner-up in any TOC is a fine showing, and when you’ve reached that (almost) pinnacle after nearly two decades of being rebuffed by The Powers That Be, well, hey…congratulations to lifelong trivia master Troy Meyer, the people’s champeen!

A little canine cantering to brighten your otherwise angry, mistrustful & cynical experience now! Woof!

Back-to-back Indian Wells men’s titles for Carlitos Alcaraz now; his 21st birthday is not until this May!

You don’t need a bodybuilder physique to excel at tennis; in fact, lugging around all that extra musculature might be a little tiring when you get to that fifth-set tiebreak. The skinny-legged (below the knees, anyway) guys do best, just like how Koobay Brian (R.I.P.) & Mike Jordan Sr. used to soar through the air. And while the pecs and biceps don’t have to be remarkable, the chassis must be classy! You want that oversize, drum-tight gluteus maximus to be able to generate that ferocious first-step explosiveness necessary to covering the court — pickleballers don’t need it, nor do golfers. But, as you can see in today’s lede snap, Carlos Alcaraz here, age 20, is one of the top two male tennis players in the world because of his enviable rear-end. ¡Vamos, Carlitos!

Already 35 yrs. since this song was on the charts…