Silliness, only silliness.

[mrissa]

When I put things on the calendar, I will often just shorthand with one of the people involved, sometimes the one with whom I did the scheduling but sometimes the one who is most keenly interested in the activity. So even if the whole family is going, it will say, "Gma El Loro," for example, if we are to have lunch with Grandma at the Mexican restaurant closest to our house, or "laurel ballgame."

In what will seem like unrelated news, my beloved godson has decided that his full name is all right for family use, but really he wants a more curt version for everyday, a fairly standard nickname for the name he was given. And he is also passionately, passionately fond of mass-produced seafood and was permitted to decide where he was taking me for dinner.

This is why my calendar for the week includes the line item, "Rob Red Lobster."

This has produced much hilarity about adding, "Knock over liquor store," etc. in the time slots following it, and is the kind of highbrow thing I thought I would share with you fine people when I have been thinking about books and exceptionalism and actually very many other things.

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[papersky.livejournal.com]

My aunt has a friend who has been known as "Doze" since he was a boy. She has another friend who sometimes goes skydiving, and when she does, my aunt looks after the friend's dogs. One day, she was looking after the dogs at a date when Doze's birthday was approaching. She wrote herself a note, to remind herself to take care of the dogs, and post a card to Doze, which said quite sensibly "Dogs Doze". Z, who was about 12, saw this, and instantly wrote underneath it "Cats Kip" and then before you know it, it was a long long list: "Snails Snooze" etc. etc.

[cakmpls.livejournal.com]

This is the kind of post that makes me wish that LJ had a "Like" button (as FB does), or maybe a "RAEBNC" button (from APAs, "read and enjoyed but no comment"). I have absolutely nothing to say about it except "I'm glad this was here for me to read this morning."

[alecaustin.livejournal.com]

passionately fond of mass-produced seafood

So are you stealing the food or the giant lobster signage for him?

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Heh. We had actually intended to pay. Not being college-aged males of a certain type and all.

[alecaustin.livejournal.com]

Ah, gotcha. Paying for the giant lobster signage. Much better than just making off with it.

Hee.

[merriehaskell.livejournal.com]

My stepdaughter is EXTREMELY fond of Red Lobster as well, which mystified us all, until we finally got out of her that the mass-produced seafood is okay, but she really goes for the biscuits.

(Which I also used to like, but now they taste chemically to me.)

Also, when she was a little squirt, she always referred to the place as "Red Crabs." (And Olive Garden was "Green Olive.")

Re: Hee.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

For us it is Pink Crab or Dead Lobster.

Re: Hee.

[kalmn.livejournal.com]

red bug! red bug!

also there used to be a grocery store around here which i would refer to as rouge hoot, having heard that from minnehaha k's son and loved it so much that i stole it.

[porphyrin.livejournal.com]

Moo:

"Wait! I'm all better! Myyyy STOMACH feels good.... can we GO NOW?"