This is what we call “painting yourself into a corner” or some such cliched saying. Ladies and gentlemen of the internets, I give you my new hobby for the next few weeks, Prom Night Fist Fight, coming to a computer near you in (hopefully) late November.

Help me out here. Is it “a-rama” or “o-rama?” (For example, your favorite local skating rink might be called either “Skate-A-Rama” or “Skate-O-Rama.”)

Ty suggested the following very possible scenario: a business moves into town, chooses their -vowel- wisely, and proceeds to set up shop. After a short amount of time, a second business owner decides the local economy can support a little friendly competition and, lacking the skills and/or monetary resources necessary to create or procure an original name for their new business venture, simply chooses a different vowel instead.

(Hopefully said vowel choice is not e, i, u, or sometimes y. After all, Skate-U-Rama doesn’t work very well and Skate-Y-Rama is more than likely bad Spanglish.)

I don’t buy Random House’s explanation.

If all goes as planned, a few various nonfunctioning parts and pieces of my truck (little things like the turnsignals and the fan that cools the engine) will be replaced on Monday morning, everything I own (which is minimal) will be packed that afternoon and loaded into a U-Haul trailer, and i’m driving to The ‘Nooga on Tuesday morning (ish) and bidding a slightly bittersweet very fond farewell to the state I love.

Granted, I don’t have an apartment yet… but I have new friends to stay with and I figure this business of driving back and forth (at the rate of about 7 hours and $100 of gas roundtrip) is a ridiculous waste of time, energy, and funds. Considering that i’m already doing occasional work for Tubatomic and they want me in-house with a quickness, prolonging the moving process is just plain dumb.

My sense of adventure is enjoying my life right now.

Last night I saw Coldplay with friends in Atlanta’s Phillips Arena. Very enjoyable show overall, despite a few technical glitches (apparently they just switched out the entire crew.) There is a massive amount of musical force coming off the stage and they interact with the crowd so very well. I will say this, though… and keep in mind that i’m not a raging U2 fanboy or anything… but despite the often made comparisons, Coldplay is no U2, and Chris Martin is no Bono.

That being said, I wonder if there will be a day when it becomes obvious to everyone that the passing of the crown has occurred?