I Dub Thee Mr Horrible

I am really tired of referring to my was-husband as “the ex”. He isn’t my anything anymore. I would like to permanently disown him if that were at all possible. Since I can’t do that (damn the mixing of genetic material!), the next best thing is to give him a whole new title.

I was playing around with some names in my head, like Dr Dingbat, but I refuse to dignify him with an advanced degree he will never earn. I liked Captain Conundrum for his confusing nature, but I refuse to elevate his rank; he already has an inflated and undeserved sense of self. Major Loser? General Ass? Sir Sadsack? No, no, no.

I was humming to myself, and the name popped into my head: Mr. Horrible. Like in the They Might Be Giants song! I love TMBG, and that name is perfect. He is horrible. There is nothing special about being mister. So there it is. And I can write Mr Horr or Mr Ho for short, and they will both be accurate, still giving that he’s a philandering asshat to boot. Heehee, it’s funny to me on so many levels.

So I dub him, Mr. Horrible.

That song is going to be stuck in my head for some time, I think.