CD title suggestions

We had our first practice in three months last night, and it showed. But, in true Funions form, we had a lot of fun banging away.

Jim Bier is now playing guitar with us. We have a show Sept. 16 at the Blue Onion, and the next day at Rocky Point for a benefit, so we're trying to work out some of these new songs.

After practice we went to the Copper Mine. Alan Lawless is still editing tracks,we're probably a few weeks away from the completed CD.

We tossed around names. Hello Cleveland is my favorite. "If people get it, they get it," Alan said. "If they don't, they don't."

Jim had some interesting ideas - High Annuerysm, or something to that effect.

Larry suggested we call it Ain't Love Grand? after the song on the CD, which pretty much captures the ironic mood the past year or so. Just Pretending is another good title.

If you have one, let me know in the comments section.

Bananas?

I recently found out a soccer mom brought bananas for an after-game team treat.

Bananas? BANANAS?

I know we live in a health-conscious world where everything must be politically correct and we shouldn't encourage unhealthy habits. But I don't care. Bananas?

When Emily played for the Pink Monkeys (later Tiramisu) Quinsippi Soccer League team, the treats were always the best part. Win or lose, it didn't matter. The big question on everybody's mind was .... "WHO BROUGHT TREATS?"

Later, this phrase was thought up by Emily's mother as the single greatest Gus Macker team name ever invented. But I digress.

Anyway, the mom handed out bananas and the dad hid behind a tree and the soccer team players, I'm told, sort of stared at the soccer mom in confused wonderment.

When Emily played and it was our turn to bring treats, Connie usually got out the chocolate chip cookies of doom and everybody was happy. Coaches included.

So. Soccer moms of the world? I'm not suggesting you bring Teeth Rot Cola or Artery Clog candy bars, but c'mon.

Bananas?