I hope they elect a pope soon, or I'm not going to get ANYTHING done this week during after-lunch recess.
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Yesterday was pretty cool — watching the cardinals take the oath of secrecy in Latin.
You got to hear all their native accents.
New York City Cardinal Dolan sounded like, "Yo Adrienne, ego Timothy Cardinalis Dolan. Spondeo, volveo, et juro."
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We complained a lot, like the children of Israel in the desert, about the lack of "meat" on the live video feed. Chimney chimney chimney boring.
So God sent us quail. I mean, seagull.
Hello, birdie.
Oh wait, it's gone now.
Back to the chimney.
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I don't have a dog in the who's-going-to-be-pope fight, actually, although I kind of hope they continue to steer clear of Italian cardinals for the next couple of hundred years. And French cardinals, too. Those guys are trouble.
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Secretly, though, I would like the new pope-name to be Leo. That would make things kind of exciting around here. We might have to have cake.
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UPDATE. White!
Seriously. I have to close this window and get back to work.
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