I know a woman who chose to not go by her husband's name (professionally) because of the name of a certain pancake syrup (with me so far?). I also know a woman who if she marries a certain guy, will be forever known to many as Mrs. Fields.
This brought William to decry that so many good names have been ruined by the mass marketing of foodstuffs (and other cultural atrocities).
"Nobody wants to go by Mrs. Dash anymore. Or Mrs. Doubtfire. Or Mrs. Marple for that matter. Oh, wait, she never did marry, did she. The Spinster Miss Marple then."
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants
-----They Might Be Giants