I was irrationally angry and had to take a half hour angry walk to walk off all my anger, but I did have some reasons for being so miffed at myself:
1. I've been having trouble finding things to do on campus, and this magazine was going to be one of my things. I had grand plans to be an editor and everything and start wars to increase circulation and have my last words be the name of childhood sled. But no. I played Star Wars video games instead. Now I'm the guy who missed the second meeting. Fuck.
2. This was the meeting where they were going to choose the name for the magazine. I sent in a list of my own, which I obviously would have been fine with, but the other potential names they listed in an email....well, I'll let you judge for yourself.
Max's list:
Empty
Bang
Nadir
Solstice
Northwestern Literary Review
Their list:
Whatnot
The Flipside
Etc.
Windows and Mirrors
...And Your Little Dog Too!
"...And Your Little Dog Too!" I shit you not. I think that might be the worst name possible, and I just know they chose it. If this magazine ends up being called "...And Your Little Dog Too!" I will not be able to join it. I will have to become its worst enemy.
Hindsight: Things are not as bad as I thought they were. I can still definitely be a major player in the magazine. People hate to take responsibility for anything, so I figure if I'm dedicated I should be able to run the place in a couple of years. Also, I heard from a guy I know who went that they did not decide on the name, they just held the preliminary vote, and votes will be accepted by email for the rest of the week. Plus, the guy voted for Solstice. I think I might too.
In conclusion, if your hate level is too low, just think about a magazine named "...And Your Little Dog Too!" and you'll be back on the Hate Train in no time. In fact...
I am proud to introduce the Hate Train. For when you're just so pissed about something or someone that you just have to run a train on 'em. A Hate Train.Rest assured, the Hate Train will only be deployed in the most hate-worthy of circumstances.
3 comments:
I have to agree with you, Max. If I tried my damndest to think of the lamest name possible for a publication, I still wouldn't have come up with anything approaching "... And Your Little Dog Too". If you're going to make it a "Wizard of Oz" dog-related reference, why not use Uncle Henry's famous "She Bit Her Dog, Eh?"
Max,this was a blessing in disguise. You say you don't have anything to do around campus! For the love of god! Bang some chicks, get drunk, anything but a literature magazine. It sounds to me like an excuse to all get together, sit around, and see who is the most pretentious of all the pricks; and besides you can't be apart of something called And your little dog too. Max, even you're better than that.
Johnson, the first step to banging chicks is MEETING chicks, and believe it or not, some girls like to be involved with literary magazines too.
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