With the passing of two weeks since the last Nom d'Aplomb award during which time we were mostly Out of Touch, the committee was left with a great deal of time to ponder the One More Question of What's in a Name so that we could choose the most deserving Poster Child. With the assistance of Occam to slice through the prose and Leeuwenhoek to inspect it closely, we allowed Retina to help us see our way clearly to this week's winners.

The nominations came From the Files and From the Chronicle and Big Ears listened closely
to Sarah at the Switchboard for any news from The Community that would lead us to a choice on The Bright Side. Although Not the CFO, Actuary assisted us to find De Facts and the answer to What's That? We were Thirsting for News but we were presented with nothing but Funny Numbers that once again tried to say that We're #1. Throughout the BusinessWeak this, of course, just served to raise our Ranker Rancor.

There was lots of discussion about the bond issue and Blue Voter was not alone as several Re-Searcher(s) became Late Night Reader(s) (resulting in some to become Sleepy in Sebastapool) and the best name that came out of the discussion was No Bond_Age. It didn't win the Nd'A, however, because the committee (still split on the issue) did not want the appearance of making a political statement (and Miss I was insistent that there be no sleazy connotations whatsoever). New board member Longhorn Eagle served to remind us that not everyone is following the bond issue as closely as the folks in Hattiesburg. We were finally convinced that a new Provost (to replace the Antivost) could win support of the faculty, staff, and students on a single issue - rid the PR waves of Spin Spam. Until that day, we will remain Skeptic Cal.

The Bachelor, most assuredly a Straight Man, was certain that A Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress (whom he had met at the first TGIF After 5:00pm soiree) had invited him to "Call Me Madame". The party's host, being a bit of a Shopaholic and a Bargain Shopper (both close to Miss I's heart) chose to serve nothing but Fat-free Tasteless Cheese which was not exactly an invitation to the Original Sin - more likely to scatter Dragon's Teeth in fact. The result was that the Bachelor was attended to by the Medic Wannabe while the above-mentioned Lady ran off with the Pirate instead.

Closer to Home, we find Interim Adjunct Risk Manager, Retired who undoubtedly has learned it is more lucrative to be A Carpenter but may be required to resolve all the Banner Banter. Complaints from students about their blocked views have not found an Appreciative Audience in the dome.

Epamanandus suggested several new on-line doctorates for those like IARMR in career transition who are looking for new ways to resume pad and seek economic development opportunitites. One more USM joke that contributes to Hardy High Har Har.

Oddly Enough, the Winds of War continue to carry Subtle Pressure from the Wild Blue Yonder. Miss Information said "Just My Thought, but I believe a Messenger (maybe just A Citizen - someone who is truly a USM Loyalist but currently Lurking at the Edges) will arrive like Noah to rescue us from the flood." A Higher Calling from Ram's Shrink may be in order before we know for sure.

This week's award, after much List Lurking, goes to Thought Police.

If you are not a Computer Idot, you may claim your award at the usual place.