Was Ellie intentionally adding fuel to the fire when she posted a photo that clearly portrays a shockingly large stain on that old couch? Take a look -- it could be anything: the puke of a disgruntled child; talcum powder escaped from some dismal diaper; a smear of mascarpone fallen from an ill-fated dessert plate.

I propose that this blog catalog all the possible sources of that smudge.

Eventually, we can even ask Don Vito if he has any recollection of the staining event. Chances are he doesn't -- I too have suppressed all memories of wearing crushed velvet and bowties. Was it Halloween? Was I supposed to be a jockey? What was that?