If we believe "about.com," the earth has an equatorial circumference of 24,901.55 miles. That gives us 196,888,000 square miles of surface area. Yet every once and a while, more often it seems due to the internet, one comes across a thing that or a person who belongs in some far-away corner of all that space.
My most recent experience of this phenomenon comes via the blog Roma locuta est (note the fun url). It's kept, under his real name, by a perfectly splendid and highly talented fellow I knew (not immensely well, but somewhat) during my time in Ohio. He beautifully sang one-half of the Victimae paschali (the other half being done by the lovable Italian permanent deacon) one Easter when I was in college. One of his daughters, when about two, is reported (I didn't see this myself) to have put a couch arm cover on her head and announced, in response to an inquiry, "I'm not a princess, I'm a nun!" It's a pity he lives in Delaware and not Nashville. And the blog, by the way, is thoroughly enjoyable.