I’ve been thinking about something.

Oh no.

Yeah, I’m afraid so.

Oh good grief, what?

I’ve been thinking of changing the name of the blog from metaphor to

What?

Grilled Cheese.

You’re insane.

Probably.

Oh good Buddha. Why?

I’m bored. My readers are bored. The little kid in the picture at the top of the sidebar is so bored, he’s leaving through that tiny doorway.

OK. You’re bored. That explains ditching metaphor. But why Grilled Cheese?

It’s my favorite food, and I’m on a diet and I can’t have any.

Then why not Sloppyass Cheesy Pizza? I thought that was your favorite food. Or Cherry Garcia? Or Tollhouse? That at least sounds like something.

OK, maybe Grilled Cheese isn’t my absolute, final favorite, but it’s up there on the comfort food scale, up there with meatloaf.

Now there’s a name for a blog …metaloaf.

Not metaloaf, bonehead. Meatloaf.

That’s what I said. So you’d have to tell everybody to change their blogrolls to make your url grilledcheese.blogspot.com?

Nope, that’s taken. No posts on it since August, 2002, but there’s a blog there.

I got it. Get metaloaf.blogspot.com, but call the blog Grilled Cheese.

Meatloaf is taken too. Metaloaf I could get, but it doesn’t make any sense. Asshat.

What about calling your blog Asshat?

Now there’s an idea!

Nobody’s gonna comment on this, Doofus. You’re just spinning your wheels.

Quit giving me ideas!

Ooh, I really got it: metafork.