It's essentially the punchline for my brother George's favorite story of mine. I've never written it all out, although I've made several stabs at it. Sooner or later, it'll show up here. In the meantime, it seemed like a good name, and also as if it might invoke his spirit somehow. I miss him a lot, so any way I can incorporate a little of him into my present reality feels good to me.
Of course, whenever I finally do tell the story, it may be that people will be slightly horrified with me, because the line comes at a kind of bizarre moment. All I can say is, hey, life is horrifying and bizarre sometimes. Welcome to my blog.