In the ever-evolving search for good names for things, we’re moving from Potential Band Names Found In Everyday Conversation to Potential Titles of Award-Winning First Novels Found in Everyday Conversation (PTOAWFNFIEC, for short). We were telling Shea about Rio Grande (he’d never eaten there) and he asked, “They have a lady in a taco there, right?” Yes, they do.
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I Just Found Out I Have Tomorrow Off
(I’m getting these here. Visit. Be happy.)
Alternate Post of the Day:
Finding Profound Meaning in Popular Song Lyrics
Profundity is actully pretty common in songs, I firmly believe. (Think of Bob Dylan. Enough said.) I’m discovering how much I love Neko Case, who can maybe be described as Patsy Cline channeling Tori Amos, with a killer steel guitar player. Not only can she belt, she writes her own songs. Check them out. This is from “I Wish I Was the Moon,” on Blacklisted.
“How will you know if you’ve found me at last?
‘Cause I’ll be the one with my heart in my lap”
Band Names
And today, here’s a list of Potential Band Names Found in Everyday Conversation:
Orcas in Antarctica
Hotdog Water
Heroin Dog
Former Penal Colony
Endless Meat Parade
Gone City
Horse Hooves and Goat Beans
(Oh yeah, you can check out The Website That Nearly Killed Us here: www.mytimeforce.com)
There Will Be New Material Tomorrow, I Promise
Until then, there’s Salinger.
And a little problem with a “fatal error” message with Dreamweaver, which means creativity has to wait while a site is recovered from screen shots and old files. The wacky agency life, indeed.
From the good old “Hapworth 16, 1924”:
He has a mother, however, a young divorcee with an exquisite, swanky face slightly ravaged by vanity and self-love and a few silly disappointments in life, though not silly to her, we may be sure.
What a Post-It Note On My Desk Says Right Now:
Literature: It’s Everywhere
Sorry, No Literature. Nobody Here But Us Ponies.
I had a literary passage about painting, of all things, from Franny & Zooey, and was going to quote it extensively today, but forgot the book. It will probably still be relevant Monday, as the painting is going slower than I thought it would. (Although painting the ceiling twice might have something to do with it. On the up side, I do know how to use a paint roller now.) Anyway, continuing the second theme of the week, here are somre more horses. The littlest one is a palomino paint! I would call him Barney!