"Bad artists copy. Great artists steal."
Pablo Picasso
P.I.G.S.
I was trying to think of a way to copy -- I mean steal -- Pete Fiutak's C.O.W. (Cavalcade of Whimsy) approach to S.O.C. (stream of consciousness) blogging.
I haven't finished trying to find a way. So far, I have "Pearls in Great Shorts" and Pigs In (G) Space.
But, Pigs in Space has already been done. And, done quite well, IMHO.
And, so far, I can't think of a word beginning in "G" to put in front of "Space" that makes any sense at all. Not that I have really spent that much time on it. I have had an overloaded buffet plate of college football to digest today and insufficient attention span to be brilliantly creative.
Separately, whilst searching "pearls" and "pigs" together, I yielded this disconcerting photo.
Pearls in Great Shorts might have potential. "Pearls" would be like pearls of wisdom. "Great Shorts" would refer to the well-conceived and compactly written pearls of wisdom.
It doesn't exactly slip off the tongue with ease, huh?! Not like Cavalcade of Whimsy. Not like C.O.W.
If I had started this blog with "cow" in the title before Fiutak did his C.O.W. thing, I could have thought of Cavalcade of Whimsy. But, flying pigs have always been my thing. And, I've invested too many years into the flying pig thing to turn back now.
Cows have been Shannon's thing. But, I'm not sure cows are her thing today. Things keep changing. She still spreads mashed potatoes on homemade yeast rolls at Thanksgiving dinner without apology. But, everything else is floating in limbo a bit.
Meredith works at Chick-fil-A part-time, so cows have inadvertently become a big part of her life. Even if she only thought she was working for the money and the chicken. The Chick-fil-A cows star on television every weekend during college football season. Cows are my second-favorite animal-theme-for-a-blog now. But, they're already taken.
Chickens don't work well in blog themes because, well -- just because.
It's not like I spent very much time trying to think of a great title to form P.I.G.S. either. I didn't even try to work with W.P.F. - When Pigs Fly. That could make some sense. Unfortunately, it's one slip of the keyboard from W.T.F. And, we don't write dirty here on When Pigs Fly. But, it DOES stand for When Pigs Fly.
I didn't think that one up either. And, I already stole it from a bunch of somebodies. No one has come after me yet. There's still time.
So, I guess my Cavalcade of Whimsy will just have to be When Pigs Fly. And, I'll just have to be satisfied with that. Cuz, the P.I.G.S. thang sure ain't flyin'.
It's not even ready for take-off.
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