I was part of a movement of "dinosaur moms" when I lived in Maryland (Astrodon Johnstoni is the Maryland state dinosaur.) Which is nothing more than this -- dinosaur moms delight in the half-feral nature of the beasties they parent, even as they whisper Shakespeare and Kierkegaard in their ears at night.

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Friday, June 29, 2007

Name our band!

All right, people. I need your help. Our new band needs a name. Having once been in a band called Emerald Tiers, which we soon tired of explaining was prog and not Celtic, I freely admit my incompetence in the matter. Some candidates:

Shallow Gravy (Mmmm. This one is from The Dude)

Cat Vacuuming (Sounds naughty but just a wonky term for procrastination)

The Current (Nice Fitzgerald reference here, I think)

The New Colossus (Rejected for sounding too much like colostomy. Shame.)

Loretta As An Ornament (What I promised my teen self I’d name a band if I ever had one. Might have worked in 1982.)

Terrible Beauty (What I promised my college self, upon reading Yeats)

The Choir Invisibule (Gets the wonk vote, surely.)