There is quite a bit to be sedate about today.
The pope wasn't able to deliver Easter services, or do little more than wave.
Prince Ranier, the second-longest reigning monarch, is slipping away.
Terry Schiavo's parents have lost their fight, and now await the inevitable.
Much, much TOO much going on to extract much joy from the day.
But, what the hell . . . . Happy Easter anyway, ya'll.
Yes, and No. Yes, they are cute. No, they aren't mine.
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