Why Diggapedia?

To answer that question (I have heard the Passover Haggadah is considering adding it as the sixth Seder question):

It is the combination of Diggaduh and Ericapedia. 

Diggaduh was what my nephew Jake called me when he was toddler.  Origin unknown though some think it may be ancient Sumerian,

Ericapedia is what our dear friend Cathy calls me probably due to my ability to remember the most trivial matters.  A talent that is only worthwhile for certain game shows and parties.

And now you have been Paul Harvey'ed.

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