Post on Behalf of my Wife

Becky had two excellent ideas this evening:

First, people should make t-shirts (silk screen, use those iron-on things you can use with a computer printer [side note: those actually work], sharpee on a white t-shirt, whatever) of bands that don't exist. Said t-shirts could draw out hipster confusion ("how could I not know about that band!") and would just be generally entertaining. They'd also give those of us who have always come up with band names without necessarily starting the band an outlet.

Her idea:

1. A goth band called "Alone in the Dark" (it turns out there's a movie and a video game called that, but she didn't know when she came up with the name.) The t-shirt would be a person silhouetted in a window, with rain streaking down.

My ideas:

1. A star-gazing cutsey indie pop band called "The Icy Breath of the Reaper." The t-shirt would have the band name in drippy Slayer-album-cover letters with a bunch of bunnies running around on a field of flowers.
2. A punk band called "Straight to Video" with a kind of Tron-inspired theme picture.
3. A stoner metal band called "Relentless Warlock" with a huge pile of swords.

Also, Becky just pointed out to me that men are screwed because they can't stand shows like Gilmore Girls. Apparently, men on shows like Gilmore Girls are sometimes extremely romantic. If a guy really wanted to be romantic, he'd have to watch Gilmore Girls and take notes. This raises the bar to nigh-unreachable heights for real-life guys who have no interest in Gilmore Girls and other shows of that genre. I guess I'll just keep doing the dishes and cleaning the bathroom; I'd like to think there's some real-life romance in being the kind of husband that actually does half of the cooking and cleaning.