Story of the Day 11/ 4/ 2012

Shit happens.
Even in the best of families.

Ely called, this evening. We had just finished dinner, but were still conveniently located around the table discussing movie plots.

Ely has a project that is due and he needed a title for it. After a few minutes of rumination, it occured to him that it was easier to call home and ask the 4 of us for help in coming up with a title, than to spend hours slamming his head up against the wall trying to think of one.

Because of the topic, he had great faith that we would come through with a good , workable title. You see, it is our area of expertise.
Potty humor.
More specifically, poop. Seagull poop.

Ely has done a project on composting it in a way that will benefit birds, nature and the people trying to use the pooped on area.
Who says that none of us are interested in public service?
It took about 14 seconds after Ely explained what he needed for us to start tossing out names.
It would have taken less time, but we had to interpret what Ely was saying on his end of the cell phone to Aaron and Sraha, who are deaf.

Among the titles we threw out were:

Party poopers.
The poop deck.
Harry Potty
Poop Poop dee doo
It's for the Birds
Aye, aye, Captain Feces

And, after hearing that " Feces" was not the preferred term, and that Ey was using the term " Guano" in his report,
the award winner, which was proposed by Sarah:

Guano Happens.