yeah I know you did not ask!
In a post I used the phrase “in the Weinhaus-Rush household”, being a senior with a floppy neural network (do they make a Viagra for that?), I began to play around with the meanings of our two last names.
All my life people have made puns or jokes on my last name. In the start of the Cold War era in the fifties it was, “Hey David, are you a Rush-AN?” During the hippie sixties it was, “Man, what a rush”, referring, of course, to the effects of drugs, generally said as someone passed me in the hallways at school. My least favorite has been, “Hey, RUSH Limbaugh.” I quickly dissuaded folks from the use of that obnoxious appellation in regards to me. And there is always the omnipresent jest, “Hey what’s your rush, Rush.” For the purpose of this randomness we are going with sixties version.
Indubitably, you are aware that Weinhaus is German for wine house as in the anglicized name, Amy Winehouse.
So our household is the Wine House Rush or perhaps the Rush Wine House. Apparently, we are running some sort hippie opium den tavern/pub/wine bar. Man, what a rush! Y’all come on down here, hear, aprisa, before the Ruskies and MAGAs take over.
