Fifty percent of all American high school students apparently think Sodom and Gomorrah were married.

I’m not much for royalty. But I wouldn’t do this to an old lady, even if I couldn’t stand her.

If Bush ever uses the word QILF, I’m outta here.

OK, this week’s entry is also not a pudu, but it certainly shows a pudu-like level of curiosity.

Those of you who’ve already read Prisoner of Trebekistan, or who’ve seen the videos of me reading a particular excerpt, are familiar with my run-in and freak-out with South African baboons.

Imagine my sheer joy in Barbados, then, to return from a walk in the wildlife reserve and find this rear-view-mounted green monkey:

Fortunately, the windows were rolled up this time.

Here’s an unusual business model:

If they maintain the planes as well as they take care of the building, this must be exciting.

I’m also not clear whether they fly passengers and cargo, or passengers as cargo.

Oh, wait.  That would be LIAT’s business model.

Three stilt dancers resting against a fence in Antigua unintentionally re-enacted a certain well-known Bible scene.

Walking by, I got my camera out about three seconds too late, but I’m sure you can figure out which scene.