Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 272

272 is, as I said in the last post, also from Schlumbergera x buckleyi (pollen parent unknown). Like 256A Yes And No, it's not great, but it does have at least one notable quality, which you wouldn't be able to tell from the photos alone: the blooms were unusually tiny.

Which led me to realize that the flowers I've seen on Schlumbergeras, whether in stores on named varieties or from my own seedlings, are surprisingly consistent in size. This sort of makes sense with the named varieties, because whatever the most lucrative size of Schlumbergera flower might be, you'd assume that breeders would eventually zero in on it and produce only that size, but I'm surprised that there's not more variation in the seedlings.

Even with 272, I'm not positive that the small blooms are going to be a permanent feature: it may be that the flowers were stunted by one environmental condition or another, and next year they'll be normal-sized. We'll find out when we find out, I guess.


Our name finalists are: Canch, Deimos, Hootsle, and Mercury In Retrograde.

Canch is another name from the dialect dictionary; its definition there is "A small portion of anything;" and readers are advised to check the entry for "smidge." (Though I'm not sure why, because the smidge entry doesn't contain any additional information about canch.) It was apparently heard in eastern Tennessee and western North Carolina in the late 1920s and early 1930s, though Merriam-Webster knows it from England, as a small stack, pile, or quantity. Wordnik is aware of canch too, but defines it to mean a small quantity of a very specific thing, or a small duration of time. So the meaning seems to be kind of all over the place, but with the central concept of smallness.

The original meaning is mining-related, and refers to the situation of having sections of a mine that are at different heights, like when a single layer of something you want to mine has been pushed up or down, so that one section of the material is higher than the other. The canch is the wedge-shaped section of material you have to remove in order to create a walkable surface between the parts you're mining. (Therefore: a small amount of something.) I'm guessing that English (Scottish? Welsh? Irish?) miners who settled in Tennessee / North Carolina brought the word with them, and it became generalized to other materials, though I don't have any proof of that and maybe it's wrong.

Deimos is the Greek god of terror and/or dread, specifically the personification of the terror and dread caused by war.1 He doesn't really appear as a proper character in Greek mythology, according to Wikipedia, but is more of a metaphor. One of the moons of Mars is named Deimos, also.2 I've thought about naming a seedling Deimos last year, with seedling 211A, but went with 211A Bruce Lee instead.

The thinking about why Deimos works for a smaller-than-normal seedling owes a lot to the Buffy The Vampire Slayer episode "Fear Itself" (episode 4 of season 4); readers who are unfamiliar can get what they need from Wikipedia. Possibly Gachnar (the episode's villain) would make even more sense, under the circumstances, but I think the Buffy writers made up the name for the episode, so it doesn't quite have the same historical gravitas. I don't know.


Hootsle (The "oo" looks like it should be the same vowel as in "cute," but was reported at the time to be the same vowel as in "butt." So more "hutsle" than "hootsle.") is another one from the dialect dictionary: it's an adjective meaning small or contracted,3 or a noun meaning a small person or thing, and was observed in southeast Pennsylvania in 1903. I figure its relationship to this seedling is pretty self-explanatory.

And, finally, Mercury In Retrograde. I assume this is on the list for a reason, but I no longer remember the reason. It has sometimes been a joke around the house, when several things go wrong at once,4 but I should stop saying that because it's not true or funny.


So, yeah. As you can tell from my grumpy footnote, Mercury In Retrograde is out. And I'll drop Hootsle too, because nobody would ever pronounce it "correctly," and I already have a dialect word for small.

Which leaves us with Canch or Deimos, and although I'm not thrilled about Deimos, I'm kind of bothered by Canch, which . . . doesn't sound like it should mean "small amount." To me. (I have the same problem with "skosh."5) So I guess this is 272A Deimos.

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1 As compared to Phobos, who personifies fear and panic. They were, of course, twin brothers, and the sons of Ares (the god of war).
2 The other is Phobos.
Point of interest which is not related to plants at all: an observer on Mars would see the two moons orbit in opposite directions, with Deimos rising in the east and setting in the west, and Phobos doing the reverse. Both moons orbit in the same direction as the rotation of Mars, but Phobos moves around the planet so much faster than Mars rotates that from the surface, it appears to go "backwards."
(Phobos is in fact so fast that it rises and sets multiple times during a Martian day. Which pleases me for some weird reason.)
3 The specific usage example given is "They lived in a miserable, hootsle way."
4 It comes from astrology. Both the planet Mercury and the planet Earth go around the Sun in the same direction all the time, never stopping or backing up, but their speeds, and geometry, are such that Mercury appears, from the perspective of Earth, to move backward in the sky. (Wikipedia will try to explain it to you, though the explanation could be clearer.) This happens a few times a year. Astrology believes that Mercury is the planet that affects communication and technology, and that when it appears to go backward in the sky (even though it is still going forward and has not reversed its direction or speed in any way), this means an unusual number of communication and technological glitches occur on Earth. And confirmation bias does the rest.
I hadn't intended this post to involve two examples of astronomical bodies appearing to move in ways they do not actually move, but there you go anyway. Call it a theme.
5 Incidentally: skosh is a corruption of the Japanese sukoshi (pronounced "skoh shee," according to Merriam-Webster). For some reason I had always assumed it was originally Yiddish. But no. It came back to the U.S. with the servicemen who had been in Japan following World War II.


Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 256

At this rate, I'm never going to get all the Schlumbergera seedlings named. I'm not even making progress -- number 183 has produced a first bloom since I wrote the last post.

On the up side, I think I can go ahead and tell you all what the secret project was: I wrote a piece for the 2019 Old Farmer's Almanac Garden Guide. I have not yet been able to find a print copy to look at (despite having looked at almost every store in the area I can think of that might have physical magazines1), and OFA is currently still selling the 2018 Garden Guide on their website, so I'm thinking maybe it hasn't been officially published yet? I mean, they do have one for 2018 already, and this is 2018, so maybe the 2019 one gets printed in the winter? I don't know; they never actually told me, and I didn't think to ask. (Or they did tell me and then I forgot. Either way.)

In any case, I'll be keeping my eyes open for it, and I'll let you know if I see it available somewhere. The article in question is a quick run-through of how I wound up with so many plants, and what that's like. You probably have some sense of that if you've been reading the blog, but I think there's some stuff in there that I haven't mentioned here previously.

But let's get a seedling named.

256 is the second seedling from Schlumbergera x buckleyi to bloom, the first being 271A Not Here To Make Friends.2 Out of 26 buckleyi seedlings so far, only three have bloomed (the third, 272A, is coming up in the next post), which suggests that the offspring tend to inherit buckleyi's fussiness about setting buds.3

I've had trouble assessing the quality on 256's blooms. I think there have only been two or three in the first place, and the flowers all go through spells of being more photogenic


and less photogenic.


Either way, we've seen worse, but the goal is a flower that's going to look decent all the time, so I'm having trouble deciding how I feel about this one.

Our name candidates: All Of A Floption, Loblolly, Meteoric, Yes And No.

All Of A Floption and Loblolly are both taken from the dialect dictionary I explained in the post for 095B Pele's Lipstick. All Of A Floption means "caught unawares," and dates from (at least) eastern Canada (New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, Newfoundland) in 1895. Which the flower certainly seems to have been surprised to be photographed, some of the time, so that kind of works.

Loblolly gets two entries, once as a noun ("Gruel; food, variously defined" and "Mud, ooze, mudpuddle, mess") and once as an adjective ("Careless, slouchy; -- used of one's gait & dress"). The name is intended to refer to the latter.

Both forms appear to have been pretty widespread in the U.S. in the early 20th century, though the "thick gruel" / "muddy mess" use appears to have started much earlier and persisted much later. The book cites a use from the West Indies in 1657 for the "a kind of food" definition, and The Free Dictionary suggests an origin in the 16th century, probably as nautical slang for a thick gruel. The careless/slouchy meaning appears to have disappeared since the 1940s.

"Loblolly" has become part of the common name for a few species of tree, in particular Pinus taeda, the loblolly pine. Which is neither slouchy-looking nor gruely; apparently the name comes instead from the swampy, muddy lowlands in which it tends to grow.


Meteoric is just a reference to the extremely reflexed petals the flowers have in some of their pictures, which evokes meteors,4 but also refers to how rapidly the flower changes from bud, to ugly, to pretty, to dead.

Yes And No is kind of an unexpected option, but does kind of summarize the difficulty in naming the seedling. (Is it pretty? Well . . . yes and no.)


First I'll drop Loblolly, since the intended meaning of "careless and slouchy" doesn't seem to have ever been as common as the dialect dictionary makes it sound, and there's nothing particularly porridge-like about the flower.

I don't necessarily mind All Of A Floption, but it doesn't work as well as the other choices for me, for reasons I can't really articulate. I'd probably like it better if Floption could be used by itself, but 1) that doesn't appear to be the way it was ever used originally, and 2) searching the word by itself, at the moment, brings up a lot of pages related to health insurance in Florida, and an icky page at Urban Dictionary which you can look up for yourself if you want.5


Which leaves us with the concrete Meteoric and the abstract Yes And No. Under normal circumstances, I would go with the former, but Yes And No summarizes my feelings about the seedling a lot better: it kind of feels too perfect to pass up. So this one will officially be 256A Yes And No.

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1 Except Barnes & Noble, because fuck Barnes & Noble.
2 271A Not Here To Make Friends had a great year in 2017-18, by the way. There had to have been at least ten completed blooms, and it's not a large plant. And they mostly looked pretty good, even. If I wind up having time to do the Schlummies for 2017-18, it's got a really good chance of winning Most Improved Returning Seedling (2016-17 Season).
3 Though of the ones in the plant room, close to 50% have bloomed (three of seven), so it could be that buckleyi seedlings aren't hugely particular, just particular enough that they don't want to bloom under lights in a warm basement.
4 (Well to me it evokes meteors.)
5 It's not clear, from the Urban Dictionary page, whether this is actually a term anybody actually uses. There are no competing definitions (usually several people will have attempted to provide Urban Dictionary with definitions, if it's something that people actually say), and as I write this it has one thumbs-down and no thumbs-ups.
So it looks to me like someone is trying to make "floption" happen. (Gretchen, stop trying to make floption happen! It's not going to happen!)


Monday, June 4, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 369

Still waiting to find out for sure whether I can say anything about the secret project. Also, since the last post, some stuff has happened with my family that is maybe going to complicate blogging for a while. So it's kind of starting to look like the 2017-18 Schlumbergera seedlings and Schlummies may not happen on-time, or possibly at all. About which I have mixed feelings.

For now, though, we can still get one seedling closer to being done, so let's get to that.

Seedling 369 is notable for being the first seedling from the NOID yellow to bloom. You'll probably remember that I was pretty excited about that, since it was a good opportunity to get some new colors and color combinations from the seedlings.


Guess that didn't happen. (Don't worry; it does happen eventually. You'll see one of them if I manage to get another six Schlumbergera posts written.)

Our name candidates for seedling 369 are: Je Me Souviens, Mary Jayne Gold, Punch Line, and Sodium Vapor.

Je Me Souviens is the official motto of the Canadian province of Quebec. Wikipedia says the literal meaning is "I remember," and that a less literal translation is "We do not forget, and will never forget, our ancient lineage, traditions and memories of all the past," which is a lot of meaning for three words but apparently there's some historical significance. The meaning for me has nothing to do with Quebec; it's another one of those names that refer to a particular person from my life.

Mary Jayne Gold was a wealthy American heiress who helped to smuggle refugees from Nazi-occupied France in 1940 and 1941, at least partly by funding the smuggling but Wikipedia is kind of vague on what she was doing. Her contribution would be notable regardless, but it happens that a lot of the people she helped leave the country were prominent in one field or another: the two I'd heard of personally were artist Marc Chagall and writer Hannah Arendt. Most of the results for her name are obituaries (Gold died in 1997), but there's a somewhat more detailed article here.

The "joke" for Punch Line is that 369 is the first seedling of the NOID yellow to bloom; the punch line is that it is also orange, like the majority of the other seedlings.

Sodium Vapor is a reference to the color; sodium-vapor lights are the yellowish lights mainly used outdoors for things like streetlights; this isn't quite that color, but maybe it works anyway?


So, of the four name options, the first I'll let go is Sodium Vapor, on the grounds that there will probably be more color-appropriate seedlings someday. And Je Me Souviens is complicated by the fact that the person I associate with it is kind of a problem for me lately (they weren't as much of a problem when the name went on the list), and maybe I don't actually want to remember them with a seedling. At least not right now.

Which leaves Mary Jayne Gold and Punch Line, and although Gold's story is important and worth remembering, there are two things that make me prefer Punch Line instead: one, Gold's own name implies a yellower seedling, and two, lots of orangish/yellowish seedlings could be named Mary Jayne Gold, but there's only going to be one seedling for which Punch Line makes sense in the way I'm imagining it making sense here. Therefore 369A Punch Line. I think.


Monday, May 28, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 414

I may not be back back, but we're getting closer to resuming routine blogging, and closer to the big reveal of what the super secret project was.1 It may take me a while to ramp back up to normal posting, but for the moment there's a Schlumbergera seedling to name, so let's start with that and see how it goes.


For reasons I no longer quite remember, I was pretty impressed with seedling 414 when it bloomed last fall. It seemed somehow a little aggressive and loud, partly for the color, and partly because the first bloom started out with kind of an odd shape:


I mean, maybe you don't see it now; I'm not sure I see it now, in the photos. But in any case, the name options reflect those feelings. And they are: Devil Take The Hindmost, Mariya Oktyabrskaya, Orenda, and What About My Needs.

Devil Take The Hindmost is new, but the idea is not; it's basically a rewording of Outrun The Bear, which I considered and rejected for seedling 020A Feet Of Clay.

Mariya Oktyabrskaya was a Soviet woman with kind of a complicated backstory. The gist is that the Germans killed her husband in a battle near Kiev, and when she found out he was dead, she sold everything she owned and sent the money to the Soviet leaders, earmarked for the purchase of a tank, and requested to be the tank's driver. They said yes, she got the tank, taught herself how to operate it, painted "Боевая подруга" ("Fighting Girlfriend") on its side, and then kicked all kinds of German ass from October 1943 to January 1944, when she jumped out of the tank to repair it in the middle of a battle and was rendered unconscious by a nearby artillery hit. She was rescued and taken to a hospital, but remained in a coma until she died in March 1944. More detailed versions of Oktyabrskaya's story are available at badassoftheweek.com, rejectedprincesses.com, and Wikipedia, and are worth your time.


Orenda is another one of those "untranslatable" words that websites are so fond of making lists of (in fact, I found it at the same BBC page as Iktsuarpok); the claim is that the word comes from the Wyandot people and means "the power of the human will to change the world in the face of powerful forces such as fate."

What About My Needs isn't really a reference to anything in particular; it's just one of those things people say sometimes. For some reason it seemed appropriate for this seedling.


So. I no longer remember the reasons for putting What About My Needs on the finalists list, and it's not seeming particularly appropriate, compared to the other three names, so we can drop it. And as much as I love the story of Mariya Oktyabrskaya, that's a hell of a name to ask people to type and spell and pronounce. I mean, I can do it, but then I took four semesters of Russian in college and got used to the way it looks and sounds. It seems unfair to throw at anyone without the background.2

Which leaves Devil Take The Hindmost and Orenda, and I think the latter wins based on ease of typing alone, never mind that I also like the sentiment behind it better. So 414A Orenda it is.


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1 At which point you will think to yourself, why on earth was that a secret?, and probably also how did it take him two whole months to do that? That's like, an afternoon's work, max.
2 I did consider "translating" it to Mary October, but that feels weird too. I mean, that wasn't her name, and she's not a story, she's a person. It felt disrespectful. So that wasn't a very satisfying compromise.


Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 420

I'm happy about this one, though I'm not sure whether it's actually doing anything new. The one bloom it's produced to date is similar to some of the other red/pink seedlings (e.g. 099B Karma Cobra or 103B Must Be Love). The seed parent is the NOID magenta, which makes me wonder whether the original batch of 114 seedlings from 'Caribbean Dancer' might have had multiple pollen parents: it wouldn't surprise me that much to learn that I'd tried to rub pollen from the NOID peach and NOID magenta on a flower from 'Caribbean Dancer.'


Even so, it's lovely, and considering that the seedling was less than two years old when it bloomed this December (sow date 23 April 2016; first bloom 8 December 2017), I expect it will produce a lot more flowers this fall.

Also: yes, it's been a while since the last post; yes, this is partly because of the secret project (which is going well); no, I'm not likely to begin posting regularly again anytime soon (because the project is not yet finished).

Our name finalists: Eat Your Heart Out, Epicenter, Franceska Mann, Love Is All Around.

Eat Your Heart Out and Epicenter are both glancing references to the coloration: especially as the flower was first opening (above photo) and dying (below), the petals sort of seemed to make a red ring around a zone of pink, drawing attention to the center (ergo Eat Your Heart Out1) or resembling maps of areas affected by earthquakes (Epicenter2).


Franceska Mann was a Jewish ballerina in nazi Germany who, while being taken with a group of other Jewish women to a room next to a gas chamber and being ordered to strip, managed to distract the guard by stripping all sexy-like, steal his gun, shoot him fatally, and injure another SS officer.3 It's not, ultimately, a happy story, as Mann and all the other women were killed anyway, but, you know. It's happier than the stories where no nazis die.

And then, in a dramatic mood change, Love Is All Around, the title of the song that served as the theme for The Mary Tyler Moore show, which was previously considered for 167A East Of East St. Louis. I rejected it then because I wasn't sure I wanted to risk having a permanent MTM earworm, but it's a year later and I can think of a lot worse things than that, so maybe we should consider it anyway.


I'll let Epicenter go first; of the two names that reference the bullseye / red-ring effect in the photos, it's the less appropriate one. So that's pretty easy. And I can let go of Love Is All Around, I guess, both for the earworm concerns and because I find the remaining two names a lot more pleasing to me. But after that it gets really hard to choose one.


Franceska Mann is a way better story (since Eat Your Heart Out isn't a story at all); Eat Your Heart Out is really appropriate for a pretty seedling, whereas Franceska Mann doesn't necessarily have to be pretty. It doesn't hurt, obviously, but it's not required.


The detail that's going to decide it for me, I think, is that Eat Your Heart Out, taken literally, is pretty gross, and idiomatic English is a lot harder to understand for people who don't speak English. So this one is officially going to be 420A Franceska Mann.

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1 ("Eat your heart out" is also used as an idiom for jealousy: if you tell someone to eat their heart out, the implication is that they are, or ought to be, very jealous of you. Which works well for a seedling that's prettier than average, making the name doubly appropriate.)
2 (though depending on the type of quake and the configuration of the rocks involved, the actual epicenter -- the point on the surface directly above the origin of the earthquake -- is not necessarily the location which sees the most surface shaking or damage)
3 Some of the details of the story are inconsistent depending on who's telling it (Snopes.com), but the central story of a Jewish ballerina named Franceska Mann stealing the gun of Josef Schillinger and killing him with it isn't disputed. (Well. Except by the sorts of people who dispute everything about the Holocaust, but we don't need to take them seriously.)


Sunday, March 18, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 136

Still dealing with the secret project. It's not going well. I'm beginning to suspect that I'm not actually going to get all the seedlings from this year named before next year's seedlings begin to bloom.

Here's 136A:


It's okay! Not amazing. Really don't need any more white seedlings.1

The name finalists are: Khutulun, Magician's Dove, Pegasus, Serenity Prayer.

Khutulun is really interesting. She was the great-great-granddaughter of Genghis Khan, the youngest of fifteen children (and the only girl) born to Kaidu Khan. She was a legendary warrior, archer, and wrestler, and was in fact so good at wrestling that although her father wanted to marry her off, she got him to agree to the condition that she would only marry a man who could defeat her in wrestling.2 To make things more fun for her, and (I'm guessing) to limit the amount of time she had to spend every day on wrestling, she got her suitors to agree to the additional condition that they had to bet either ten or a hundred horses if they challenged her.3 The chance to marry into the Khan family was very tempting, and so men came from all over the place to try -- and she wound up with a pasture containing 10,000 horses.4

There's a lot more, of course, if you're interested; I especially like this and this.

Oh, and she's especially appropriate for a white seedling because her name apparently means either "bright moon" or "all white" in whatever language Kaidu Khan spoke at the time.5

I think Magician's Dove is pretty self-explanatory. It was previously considered for 119A There Would Be Peace, and rejected on the grounds that it wasn't quite me enough.

Pegasus is the mythological winged horse; the name was previously considered for 127A Cooperating Banjos, and rejected on the grounds that Cooperating Banjos was clearly much, much better.

And then Serenity Prayer is the familiar prayer originally written by American theologian Reinhold Niebuhr:
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.
Though it's mutated some in the years since, as different people adapt and rephrase it for their own purposes. It's become especially associated with 12-step programs, to the point that I was actually surprised to learn that it didn't originate there.


So okay. Evaluation time. I don't hate any of these, but I feel like Pegasus is a little basic. I mean, it's concrete and visual, but it could maybe stand to be narrowed down a little bit. And Serenity Prayer, while I actually like it (as both a thing existing in the world and a seedling name), seems a little . . . "inspirational." In the bad way.6

Which leaves Khutulun and Magician's Dove, and I'm pretty impressed with Khutulun the historical person, so it has to be 136A Khutulun.

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1 (though there will be at least ten more white seedlings anyway, mostly bunched up together late in the season, because the universe doesn't care what I want or need)
2 Mongol wrestling in the late 1200s CE was not what we think of as wrestling now: it's basically two people fighting with few (or no?) rules until one of them hits the ground, at which point the one still standing has won. Khutulun is agreeing to take on any man, of any weight, who can do basically anything he wants in order to get her to fall down.
3 Apparently sources disagree on the number per bet; most of the on-line stuff says 100 horses.
4 Which one source says is probably the equivalent of saying "a kajillion:" an uncountably large number, not an actual inventory. Verified or not, the herd of horses she amassed was said to rival that of the emperor at the time, and she remained single, though she did eventually marry, more or less by choice.
5 Chinese, probably, though there are a lot of Chinese languages, and also I'm not positive that the Mongols didn't have their own language, and I didn't bother to look it up for this. So I don't know. One of you reading this probably does.
6 Either you understand how there's a bad way to be inspirational, or you don't. If you don't, I probably can't explain it to you.
(I imagine this is mostly because of the contexts in which I've encountered the serenity prayer over the years, more than the serenity prayer itself, which seems pretty sensible and non-saccharine on its own.)


Sunday, March 11, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 179

Mostly what I've learned from crossing Schlumbergeras is that anything x anything = orange. (This is not strictly true: sometimes you get white/pink. But it feels true.) The seed parent this time was the NOID magenta; obviously the pollen parent was one of the orange/white or orange/pink offspring of 'Caribbean Dancer.'


Three of the four name finalists for this one refer to the never-ending orange seedlings. We have: I Saw A Deer Today, Majority Rule, Plagiarist, and Repeat After Me. (I Saw A Deer Today is the exception -- it's a line from the game Portal 2, and also one of the titles on the Portal 2 soundtrack.)

(I thought I had previously considered I Saw A Deer Today as a seedling name, but I can't find it now. Possibly I was thinking of Deer Devil?)


So. I can lose Plagiarist, I think, on the grounds that nobody likes plagiarists. And I'm kind of meh on Majority Rule though I can't pin down exactly why -- it seems a bit bland and abstract, though so does Repeat After Me, and I like Repeat After Me.


So it comes down to Repeat After Me or I Saw A Deer Today. Repeat After Me is slightly shorter, and more related to the seedling color; I Saw A Deer Today is a more pleasant and concrete mental image. I've also already named a seedling for Portal 2.1


I think I'm going to go with Repeat After Me, on the grounds that I Saw A Deer Today is easier to reuse for a different seedling. No doubt we'll see it again sooner or later.

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1 The video-game references so far are:
062A Open World (type of game design; not honoring a specific game)
067B Clyde (Pac Man)
072A Chell (Portal / Portal 2)
107A Nova Prospekt (Half-Life 2)
193A Arcade Gannon (Fallout: New Vegas)


Monday, March 5, 2018

Schlumbergera seedling no. 047

This one might be something of a trap, name-wise: the photo is in fact pretty accurate on the color of the flower, but previous seedlings that started out unusually light in color, or pinkish-orange, often do something different when they bloom again. 061A Leather Fairy got a lot more ordinary looking in its second year;1 074B Crone Island has been so inconsistent that I don't know what color it "actually" is, as I noted last year. (And it hasn't bloomed even once for me this year.) I'd figured I'd be able to tell what was going on with 047A once I got a second bloom, but of course this is another seedling that's only produced one flower.


The name finalists: Cantaloupe Candy, Gillian Anderson, Pluto, Soft Light.

I'm not sure where Cantaloupe Candy came from as an idea -- it was possibly a random word combination that caught my attention? -- but it's gotten me curious as to why cantaloupe-flavored candy isn't a thing. An online search turned up lots of possible sources for buying artificial cantaloupe flavoring, so clearly the technology exists; watermelon-flavored candies are already easy to find, so it's not like people have a problem with melon flavors specifically; it doesn't have a color that would be easily confused with a more common candy flavor, and it isn't especially obscure. I mean, most people in North America have probably had cantaloupe before. Jelly Belly does sell cantaloupe-flavored jellybeans, but then they go out of their way to cover unusual flavors.2

Not that cantaloupe is one of my favorite foods or anything (not a fan of melons in general, actually, and everybody knows honeydew tastes like disappointment), but artificial flavors don't have to taste that much like the actual foods anyway: it could still be good as a candy. Just saying.

Gillian Anderson is the actor from The X-Files, The Fall, Hannibal, and other stuff. I liked her before, but The Fall is what turned me into a fan.3 There are the usual concerns about living people being secretly horrible in a way that will forever taint anything associated with them, of course. I feel like Anderson's probably pretty safe, but it's something to bear in mind. I don't know why this color makes me think of Gillian Anderson anyway.


One of my favorite things about the New Horizons NASA mission to Pluto was that it revealed that the planet Pluto4 is pale orange. It's not quite the same color as this flower (planet: more brown; flower: more pink), but I'm not likely to get any closer than this, so why not roll with it? Everybody loves Pluto, right?

And then Soft Light, which previously rejected for 239A Plow The Seashore and 034A Wahine. It's kinda vague, and maybe not incredibly interesting, but that could be an advantage, if we're trying to pick a name that will work regardless of what subsequent blooms look like.


This is another case where all the options seem to be fairly well-balanced against each other, so there's no obvious one to choose. Something that's worked for me in the past sometimes is to imagine choosing each one in turn as the final name, and then noticing how disappointed or dissatisfied I feel. If I do that, then the choice is between Gillian Anderson and Pluto, and I'm just worried enough about Gillian Anderson becoming horrible in the future that I think the name kind of has to be 047A Pluto. Which I can live with.

FYI: future posts are likely to slow down a little bit for the next few weeks, due to a plant-related project you may or may not hear about someday.

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1 (It was still pretty! It just wasn't unique or special anymore.)
2 Apparently Jelly Belly no longer makes them, but when I was a kid, I enjoyed their jalapeno flavored jellybeans. Presently the website offers flavors like plum, maple syrup, champagne, tabasco, pomegranate, draft beer, margarita, birthday cake, and chili mango, some of which sound like genius ideas and some of which . . . do not.
(I've had the margarita and pomegranate before. Kinda meh on margarita, but pomegranate is nice.)
Oh, and hey, Jelly Belly, if you're reading this, could I suggest cloves? There's some brand of jellybeans around here that does "spicy" mixes (peppermint, spearmint, cloves, licorice, cinnamon, maybe one other one?) at certain times of the year, and the clove ones are awesome.
3 Not an easy watch, and it would be a stretch to say that I "enjoyed" it. But Anderson is so, so good in it.
4 "Dwarf planet" is still a planet. Just a dwarf one. I don't have a problem with kicking Pluto out of the club of official planet planets, but I prefer to think of the redefinition as expanding the idea of "planet" by adding the 5 officially-recognized dwarfs (Pluto, Eris, Ceres, Makemake, and Haumea), rather than contracting it by removing Pluto.