This morning’s name was Pyewacket, which came to me as the name of the cat in Bell, Book and Candle. The cat, with Kim Novak:
Archive for the ‘Names’ Category
Yesterday’s morning name was L’Estro Armonico:
L’Estro Armonico (Harmonic Inspiration), Op. 3, is a collection of twelve concertos for one, two and four violins written by Antonio Vivaldi in 1711. It augmented the reputation of Vivaldi as Il Prete Rosso (The Red Priest) [so called because of the color of his hair, a family trait; Vivaldi was ordained as a priest at the age of 25]. Vivaldi scholar Michael Talbot described the set as “perhaps the most influential collection of instrumental music to appear during the whole of the eighteenth century”. (Wikipedia link)
On YouTube, a recording of Concerto #06 in A minor for solo violin, strings and basso continuo, RV 356:
This morning’s name was Burton Richter, the Stanford physicist. That led me to a photo of Richter with a quote from him — and Google then obligingly turned up a photo of soap opera hunk Steve Burton with a quote from him.
In the May 9th issue of the Economist, a fascinating article on a forthcoming reorganization of the administrative regions of Metropolitan France: “New kids on the block: Redrawing regional boundaries is causing big rows and will save little”. The crucial map:
You will see that the regions correspond crudely to the large historical provinces of France, so they tend to be associated with significant social identities; as a result, messing with the boundaries is politically fraught.
This morning’s name was Olive Schreiner — puzzling, until I realized that I had probably gotten to Schreiner via Olive Higgins Prouty (through the name Olive), and Prouty probably bubbled up in my subconscious because I’d recently seen references to Stella Dallas in Zippy cartoons. A long and winding road.
Yesterday morning it wasn’t a name, exactly; it was a theme song, from the tv sitcom Three’s Company, that was stuck in my head. And remained stuck, as a dreadful earworm, all day long.
Here it is, if you’re willing to expose yourself to it:
Now to the show and its star, John Ritter.
Yesterday’s Dinosaur Comics, on remembering names:
The feminine counterpart to the name Peter is Petra, both ultimately from Greek πέτρος (petros) ‘stone, rock’, but there are also women called Pete — and some called Peter.
In yesterday’s NYT (and in many other news sources) we learn of an admonishment from the World Health Organization (in “W.H.O. Urges More Care in Naming Diseases” by Rick Gladstone) to avoid animal names, place names, people’s names, and names of groups or organizations in naming diseases — earnest advice that’s going to be hard to follow, since it seems to lead to names that are either short but opaque or cumbersomely long though informative.