NOT "Zygoma"

It may relieve some of you to know that with five weeks left (or less, if the way my stomach seems to be hanging decidedly on a more southern plane is any indication) that Sam and I are slowly filtering down the Name List to something workable. And No, we're not going to share it with you. And also NO: "Cricket" is not on the list, smartass. What is on the list are six names that manage to not annoy either one of us AND: no obscure body parts and/or 80's punk bands or 18th century authors. I KNOW.
Unfortunately, Sam rejected my "she who deals with heartburn for 10 solid months gets two votes" argument so we are going with some sort of weighted ranking/actual MATH method which may not make any sense to me, but at least I know there's nothing on there I wouldn't be able to live with. So, in short, HE WILL HAVE A NAME AND IT WILL NOT BE "
ZYGOMA"