Can you name them all?

I didn’t even know how many of them there actually were (6), just that there seems to be something particularly odd about a Hollywood power couple with nearly enough young kids to eventually field their own baseball team — and who look like they might have been plucked from the pages of a United Colors of Benetton ad.

Odd, indeed. Curious even. (But only slightly curious… I wouldn’t try to invest to much mental energy into it, but that’s just me.)

I guess I just can’t seem to understand the motivations of the famously weird or the infamously peculiar.  Maybe they just have that much love to spread around. Or maybe they just have that much money. Maybe both. Definitely the latter.

Anyway, I’ve now spent a couple paragraphs opining about the familial happenings of the Hollywood jet-set when I’d prefer to leave that dubious task to Oprah, TMZ, and people who actually subscribe to People. I’d much rather be amongst the mocking, condescending proletariat who merely glance upon the faces and headlines of the “Brangelina” media circus while waiting patiently in line at the grocer. I must digress. And apologize.

I, like nearly every team on Tuesday night at Biddy’s, had no clue about the answer to the Final Challenge Round question.

Nearly every team.

Inexplicably (and unexpectedly), Wendy from Schadenfreude perked up, her eyes wide with a sly smile beginning to shine through. She knew it.

Maddox, Pax, Zahara, Shiloh, Knox, and Vivienne.

Now you know, too.