It deserves a name... doesn't it?
Chris and I were in the car returning from one of our favourite December past-times -- Xmas shopping for ourselves (with the odd purchase for a family member) -- when, as we zipped down Warden Ave. in our shiny black car, I remarked to Chris, "Look, there's a Dreamworks moon. It's just missing the little guy fishing off the end."
And indeed it was. Slightly tilted, about a quarter of a slice and slightly hazy, as it was still making its determined way up through the polluted atmosphere.
And a thought occurred to me.
Me - "Hey, why doesn't our moon have a name?All the other moons in our solar system have fancy names, but what about Earth's moon? We just call it 'moon.' No title, no love. Nothing."
Chris - "I dunno."
Me - "I mean, it's our moon. Doesn't it deserve a name? Just 'the moon' seems unfriendly and unappreciative."
Chris - "Yeah, but don't all those other planets have more than one moon? I mean, maybe they just named those moons to tell the difference."
Me - "Huh. Well, I still say that sucks."
Chris - "Okay. We'll call it Frank."
As I type, there's a quarter Frank sitting in the sky. He is glowy white now.
And I have new, apple green (granny smith) slippers. My feet are warm for the first time in ages.
And indeed it was. Slightly tilted, about a quarter of a slice and slightly hazy, as it was still making its determined way up through the polluted atmosphere.
And a thought occurred to me.
Me - "Hey, why doesn't our moon have a name?All the other moons in our solar system have fancy names, but what about Earth's moon? We just call it 'moon.' No title, no love. Nothing."
Chris - "I dunno."
Me - "I mean, it's our moon. Doesn't it deserve a name? Just 'the moon' seems unfriendly and unappreciative."
Chris - "Yeah, but don't all those other planets have more than one moon? I mean, maybe they just named those moons to tell the difference."
Me - "Huh. Well, I still say that sucks."
Chris - "Okay. We'll call it Frank."
As I type, there's a quarter Frank sitting in the sky. He is glowy white now.
And I have new, apple green (granny smith) slippers. My feet are warm for the first time in ages.
posted by /hg | 9:20 p.m.
2 Comments:
as i'm sure you already knew [so why are you toying with us?] the name moon is aligned with the word month [from the greek, perhaps?], the lunar cycle being roughly equivalent to our earthly months.
to rename the moon 'frank' will screw things up royally. are you, in fact, proposing we ditch the gregorian calendar and replace it with one of your own invention? based, perhaps, on your longing for chocolate? or the release date of some pirate movie?
arrr! 'tis three days past the chocolate equinox. steer north by north west!
i fear no good will come of this ill-considered plan.
I think it petty and selfish that your fear of change would deprive such a wonderful part of our lives of having a personal identity.
Though I could get behind the chocolate equinox idea. Hmm...
And no one is looking to change the etymology of such things like "month." I'm certainly not advocating switching to January being the first Frankth of the year.
Besides, calling the moon "Frank" doesn't change the nature of what it is. Did you cease to be human once you were named Ro?
Poor little moon. It hates you now, of course.
Frank told me so.
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