Nothing at all. And don't worry, Notre Dame will rebuild and be back on top.
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Do you want the complete list? It may take a while.
Someone's consulting with neb on baby names?
Wait. In #1, I saw 'Knute', not 'Kunte'.
Toby Keith ruined both "Toby" and "Keith". That's what's wrong. What a jerk.
African-Americans who watched the miniseries Roots will also remember it as Kunte Kinte's slave name.Non-African-Americans have blocked the memory because of discomfort with the whole idea of slave names. Or, alternatively, they don't remember because they don't give a shit.
White-Americans who have seen the films of Pat O'Brien will also remember "Kunte" as legendary coack Kunte Rockne.
Toby is exclusively a pet name?
It's true! My sister has a guinea pig named Toby.
I (white) thought of kunta (tobey) kinte, because the scottish guy was the most interesting person in the story?
Toby is a total pet name. I once hired a kid named Toby and had a really hard time separating my warm fuzzies about him as a candidate from the ones about my cat.
Toby is a tram engine. If you want to make a do-it-yourself costume for a four year-old boy, I once saw someone who did a beautiful job with cardboard and paint.
I have only ever known humans named Toby.
Toby is not short for Tobias, it's English for Tobias.
Also, Wmffre is not a name but printer's pie.
Also, calling a helpless child Tobee ought not to be encouraged; it ought to be punishable by death.
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I was going to guess something about its heteronormativity, but when I saw 10 I realized the page said that no non-African-Americans had seen Roots and/or would remember nothing about it. I like that problem better than mine. FWIW, I've only read a synopsis of Roots and probably wouldn't even remember that much about it if not for the fact that LeVar Burton was in it.
My 8th grade American History teacher, who was sweet and pretty and liberal and earnest, cried when she showed us the whipping scene. Oh, Mrs. Yoast!
My god, she must be in her 50s. I'm reeling.
Of course, if I'm really objective about the situation, I'm in my late 30s.
Toby is indeed a pet name. My grandmother kept twin pet turtles for us kids at her house, for her twelve grandchildren, named Toby and Moby. Both names are still names for pets, not for humans (for me, anyway).
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female turtle, named Tor and Tuga, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
Whether or not making prescoolers vegetarian/vegan is cruel, it's not really a "baby name" question. It could be, if "preschoolers follow a vegetarian or vegan diet" was the proposed name. It's not capitalized, though, so that seems an unlikely explanation.
You could call them Tory and Tuga, and then call them Torytuga for the collective.
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female flatbread, named Tor and Tilla, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female bullfighter, named Tor and Eador, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female lawyer, named Tor and Treform, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a female and male oaf, named Tor and Johnson, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female funnel cloud, named Tor and Nado, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
My 8th grade American History teacher, who was sweet and pretty and liberal and earnest, cried when she showed us the whipping scene. Oh, Mrs. Yoast!
Heh. When I had to cover wind and ocean currents in an environmental science survey course, I choked up when I got to the Horse Latitudes, where sailors jettisoned horses and slavers jettisoned chained slaves to try to make it through the calmed winds. (Wikipedia says that might not be true. But I did get visibly teary as I taught. I am liberal and earnest.)
32: Actually what they jettisoned were couches. And it wasn't to lighten the ship's load, it was just for fun.
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a sluggish land turtle and an apathetic small cetacean, named Tor and Por, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
There was a fire in a building down the block from us the other day, and Buck saw firemen throw a flaming couch out of the building. I thought of you when he told me.
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female lemon balm, named Tor and Onjil, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female turret, named Tor and Reta, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
(It's totes cheating that I've opened my Oxford Spanish Dictionary, right?)
I have long harbored a dream of having twins who would grow up to be military interrogators, named Tor and Ture, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female completely, named Tot and Es, respectively. Because, hey, totes adorable, right?
I have realized my dream of having one sheet of paper, split into two pieces, named Tor and N, respectively. Because, hey, adorable, right?
I have long harbored a dream of keeping a male and female stiff neck, named Tor and Tícolis, respectively. Because, hey, ow, right?
I have long harbored a dream of splitting up the word Torpedo into two pieces, named Tor and Pedo, respectively. Because, hey, splitty, right?
I have long harbored a dream of creating two pseudonymous bloggers named Unf and Ogged. Because, hey, adorable, right?
Someday, Bob will return, and lead us all to the promised land. There will be bahn mi for all.
Speaking of names, Canada's second oldest magazine is changing its name:
When The Beaver started publication, the name evoked only Canada's thriving fur industry. Ninety years later, the fur trade has diminished and the magazine's name has become slang for female genitals. Readers complained that Internet filters were blocking emails and newsletters from The Beaver, Reid said. The society also had concerns about attracting readers.
"Market research showed us that younger Canadians and women were very very unlikely to ever buy a magazine called The Beaver no matter what it's about," said Reid, adding he has mixed feelings about the name change. "For whatever reasons, they are turned off by the name."
Just as with "Santorum", it is clearly now our solemn duty to make "Canada's History" into some kind of sexual euphemism.
I'm not googling for it for obvious reasons, but I once ate at a roadside restaurant called Betty Beaver's Truck Stop that did not appear to be a brothel.
for obvious reasons
I.e., that's Apo's job.
The company has since been swallowed by some other company, but it did once exist.
Didn't Beaver College also recently consider changing it's name?
It's silly, if you ask me. Slang changes. You can't expect your institution's name to be free from sexual euphemism for all time, unless you plan to regularly change its name. People are smart enough to realize this Beaver isn't named after that beaver.
I assume everyone is familiar with Big Bone Lick State Park? Now that's a name that's rich with euphemism.
I assume everyone is familiar with Big Bone Lick State Park?
Only metaphorically.
Didn't Beaver College also recently consider changing it's name?
It did change it, to Arcadia University, in 2001.
Further to 57: the chief rival of Oregon State University's Beavers are the U of O's Ducks. Ducks have the largest penises relative to body size in the animal kingdom. Coïncidence?
My Dad's second wife specifically chose her obstetrician because the ob/gyn was named Dr. Beaver.
My pediatrician when I was a kid was Dr. Kidd.
I once ate at this place. The pie was pretty good.
I'm thinking you'd remember pretty good Hair Pie.
55: Ideal meetup location! I'm just sayin'.
It did change it, to Arcadia University, in 2001.
Huh. So it did. I'd have sworn that was more like 2007.
Actually a Big Bone Lick/Creation Museum twofer would probably be even better. Those and Florence Y'all and you've done Boone County, KayWhy.
Or so I gather. I haven't gone to the Creation Museum myself, in part because one of the lead artists involved in the creation (ha, I crack myself up and that was even inadvertent!) of the tableaux there was my dearest friend in high school and I can't really bear the thought of seeing that stuff and thinking of all her beauty and promise.
You can't expect your institution's name to be free from sexual euphemism for all time
Even so, I still think it was a good decision by the former Newcastle Polytechnic to reject the proposed name of Central University of Newcastle upon Tyne. (They actually printed the headed paper before they realised.)
I love the urbandictionary entry on hair pie: "Refers to the unshaven 80's style version of a females pubic area."
That was just a passing 80s fad? Who'd have guessed...
Maybe it was deepfried onion blossom pie.
In the 80's, pubic hair had bangs in the front, teased in the back. Don't you remember?
Nowadays it's just called a "non-Brazilian".
I had an asymmetrical bob, myself.
Thorn, we have to go the Creation Museum! Maybe we can do the Big Bone Lick thing if we have time, but the Creation Museum is a must--I've never been.
70: All Comp Lit classes at the U of MN were abbreviated "CLit" until just a few years ago.
Big Bone Lick is as good as any big park for kids in the summer -- mastodons a bonus you can't find in NYC, apparently!! -- but sure, I'm up for a Creation Museum trip in the company of others who can help me survive it.
Which is almost enough of a segue. I skipped a haircut (on my head, thankyou) and I suspect that the shaggy, grown-out version I have now would feather spectacularly well. I'm trying to think of an occasion for wearing fullblown Farah Fawcett-like feathering. And also thinking that I don't own a round brush or a hairdryer, so it might all be a hopeless dream.
There are surprisingly few videos on YouTube for how to feather one's hair. The ones that are posted are all women of color (black, Asian, middle-eastern (to my eye)). Not sure what is going on there.
I'm trying to think of an occasion for wearing fullblown Farah Fawcett-like feathering.
Karaoke maybe?
80: I've been skipping a haircut on my head for some time now. I'm kinda halfway between a "Karl Marx" and a "General Jaruzelski" at this point.
I had an asymmetrical bob, myself.
Bobbing for deep-fried onion blossoms never did become a popular pastime.
81: My brother-in-law has not always been wildly impressed by the HR bureaucrats at his German employer.
My singing could never live up to the expectations my hair would create. But that's the right kind of thinking.
I've been skipping haircuts for over a year, and I believe I now have achieved heavy metal hair.
84: Certainly the sort of thing that might leave you asymmetrical.
Seems to me that a lot of criminals would surrender to a chick in a singlet and hugely feathered hair.
They'll never over-water in this town again!
Megan doesn't even own a bra.
You could use a Giant Wrench of Truth as your weapon. Or maybe nunchucks made from sprinkler pipe or something.
Megan needs to find two similarly-feathered friends to fight crime with her. Maybe one a specialist in building codes and the other in solid waste services?
Giant Wrench of Truth strapped to my thigh, perhaps? Surely the Building Codes specialist carries the Clipboard of Compliance.
Or a measuring tape of probity?
The Giant Wrench of Truth broke the blog.
Fortunately, I have deployed the Great Beanbag Chair of Work Avoidance, so we should be back on track.
I think, Prince, that everyone kind of wanted Megan's comment on the Nothing Happening thread to be the last word of the blog.
Doesn't seem like small talk about Van Nuys should be Unfogged's last words.
That comment does give one pause; yet I only did it for two and a half years, and it didn't always seem reasonable.
Meanwhile. Meanwhile, oh, lots of things.
I dunno-talking about swimming would be sort of full circle.
talking about swimming while wearing one flipper would be sort of full circle.
Though maybe talking Jessica Biel or Rachel Wacholder swimming in preparation for invading Iraq while wearing north face gear and breakfasting on chicken salad would be a bit too on the nose.
105: It's as if you've never even watched The Wire.
104: Ha! Unfogged: In need of a second flipper.