If I were .1% wealthy, I would name my palatial estate “Red Lobster.”
Oh, OK, now I get the joke. I had been emphasizing the wrong word: “THAT’s what she said.”
A violent military government would seem less scary if they spelled it “hoonta.”
I should mention I am the worst “Office” offender of all. I’ll get the ball rolling so I can call dibs on Jim H.
Sadder than “The Office”: naming your coworkers after “Office” characters, at your office which is an office “The Office” is parodying.

[M]y reaction to clever ads: as soon as I see one, a filmy layer of distrust and seething hatred gets in the way, and I can’t think of anything other than some bearded agency doucherocket receiving an award for being ‘clever’ and subsequently feeling on top of the world because he gnarled whatever wit and narrative grace he could muster into the successful injection of a brand into an ecosystem that, milliseconds later, does not care.
After a decade in the spotlight (MySpace, manga, text messaging), I’m counting on the Kindle to make reading uncool again.