Hamsters and Houshmandzadeh

Today Guy mentioned that their family's hamster developed cancer a while back. It got pretty bad, he said, and they had to help it along. "How exactly do you help a hamster to die?" someone asked. "You don't want to know," Guy responded.

On a completely different note, I was watching football yesterday and my favorite players were the ones whose last names filled the back of their jersey, from shoulder to shoulder. Roethlisberger. Houshmandzadeh. But as my co-workers pointed out, I wouldn't want either of them to be my own last name. Becky Houshmandzadeh. Hmm... I guess if it meant I was married to a professional football player that would be alright. Or, if it was Roethlisberger, we could open a hamburger joint, The Roethlisburger. I'll have a Roethlisburger, medium well.