I was reading my Newsweek last night and there was a mention of Estes Kefauver. I recognized the name, but had no idea why. So today I googled him (why it did not occur to me to just go straight to Wikipedia, I cannot say) and am still not entirely sure why I know the name. Sure, I took A LOT of classes that would lend themselves to mention of such a person (American Government & Politics, Legislative Politics, Executive Legislative Relations, the list goes ON AND ON) but specifically, I am not sure. But it’s a memorable name, right? Maybe if I had a name like Estes Kefauver, people would have a better chance of remembering me. Because I am not terribly memorable. No, it’s true. People will introduce themselves to me repeatedly. While I most likely do not remember their names, I do recall having met them. Probably my wallflower tendencies are mostly to blame, or the fact that I am apparently rather nondescript. Anyway, according to Wikipedia, Estes Kefauver ran for Senate against E.H. Crump, which is another really excellent name. I would gladly pay an inadvisable amount of money for campaign swag featuring the names Kefauver and Crump.
Yet another word that I love? Scurvy. It is equally enjoyable said in a piratey voice or not.
And finally, want to know what one thing you could do that would be least likely of all things in the world to make me smile? Tell me to smile. Why do people do this? Why? Even if we haven’t personally met, I bet you suspect that I am not the most effusive person out there. I am apparently “hard to read”. So just because I am not actively smiling, this does not mean that I am sad/angry/upset. I was just walking down the hall at work one day and someone passing by said to me “it’s not all that bad”. So if I’m not grinning like an idiot while on my way to check the supply cabinet, it should be assumed that I think life is somehow not worth living? As much as I love Steel Magnolias for its sheer I feel like crying for no particular reason, so please Sally Field give me an excuse goodness (“I’m fine, I’m fine! I could run to Texas and back, but my daughter can’t! She never coooooould!”) the part where Dolly Parton says “Smile! It increases your face value!” makes me angry. If you said that to me, I would probably punch you. Don’t test me, Internet.