Gettin' Saur With It

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Out of sheer boredom the other day, I googled my name (Saur, of course!) I was surprised to find out that it means smoked in French. Pretty cool, huh? As in "I've saured the competition," "I saured him but good," and "I saured the whole cigar" (I'll bet Monica Lewinsky never admitted to that!)

I was especially impressed when I pulled up a French company named Saur with a kick-butt musical opening and beautiful graphics. So what if it's a wastewater treatment company? It's Saur! Who's tag line is "Harmony is the source of progress!" That's such a great fortune-cookie line that I might steal it myself, or work it into daily conversations. And their logo looks quite spanky, doesn't it?

I also discovered there's a professional bodybuilder named Monica Saur who is covered with muscles but still looks great in a swimsuit (as you can see). Gee...her pic was taken in front of a hay bale. It couldn't be an obvious play on "roll in the hay", could it?

I also found a Saur company in Brazil. They apparently lead very dull lives, and deal in tractors and other large, boring equipment. Their colorful map is cool, though, and has repeated squiggles that go through it.

Then of course you've heard of Saur Times, right? Yup, me neither. Maybe I should rename my site! Actually, I believe this is some sort of weird typefont that was developed by, you guessed it, someone with nothing better to do and lots of time on their hands.

I love the little plug from Ebay to the side of the search. It reads "Looking for Saur? Find exactly what you want today!" I think that's exceedingly hopeful. I'm just not that kinda girl.

Of course we Saurs are very important people, so there's a Saur Coat of Arms.

There's also a Saur Restaurant in the Netherlands with more fancypants graphics, though the theme song has developed a hiccup (maybe as a result of the food?). If one of us ever wins the lottery, we can fly over there for brunch. It claims it's the best restaurant in Europe, so I'm sure it's true.

There's a worm named VBS.saur.A, but we won't talk about such a Saur. It's beneath us. (Do you like the way I've acquired the royal "we"? This coat of arms is really getting to me).

But perhaps best of all, there's a Bible named after me: The Saur Bible. I'll bet you can't say that! It was the first European Bible printed in American in 1743. "Christoph Saur (1693–1758) printed the first European language Bible in America, using Fraktur (a German style of black letter) type obtained from the Luther Foundry of Frankfurt, Germany. It took three years to complete the printing and the edition was 1200 copies at a price of 18 shillings. For the poor, Saur wrote, 'we have no price'."

Now you know more about us Saurs than you'd ever hoped to. And I've discovered that I need to be charging royalties. I'm starting with the water treatment company first. I don't think the Saur Bible will pay off.