Taxis in that context actually means “Badger.”
(Trivia - the Germanicized version of the word is Dachs, which is where Dachshund comes from. Many Americans forget that most of the small dog breeds, which we today regard as merely cute, were bred to be vicious small-game sporting dogs, used to flush animals out from their burrows.)
It could mean l’amor Al: the lover of Al, or Al the lover.
What does it mean without the apostrophe?
It is an actual name.
edit - the origins of it are disputed…there’s some stuff on Google where people have tried to figure out where it originally came from, there’s no consensus.
Lamoral, it’s cool that you can remember such details from your dreams. I’m sure I can read in mine but can’t come up with any specifics just now.
I always come up with great names as I’m drifting off to sleep. Of course, I can’t be bothered to write them down just then so I repeat them over and over again in my mind, hoping I’ll remember in the morning. Rarely works, darn it.
I’m kinda mourning right now for all the great ones I’ve lost. It’s time to put a notebook by my bed and record any future ones before sleeping, no matter how sleepy I am. Really! Not just saying I’ll do it and then not following through!
Wait, who are you again?
It isn’t just stuff like that either. I have gotten songs - lyrics AND melody - fully formed, from dreams. This song, “Rumour Of Your Mind” which I performed a while back, literally is straight from a dream. I awoke one morning with the words and the melody seared into my mind, and I immediately grabbed my phone and recorded what I remembered, because I was half-awake and I knew damn well that I was going to fall back asleep and could potentially forget it. A few days later I worked it up into a full song with chord changes. Disclaimer - I came up with the “little yellow cameras/you don’t know the answers” verse while awake. Everything else about the words and melody of that song, is from the dream.
I’m not saying this to brag because frankly it takes more skill to consciously come up with something, whether it’s a song or anything else, than to have it happen in a dream.
I think what other people are wondering is whether Lamoral has any particular meaning to you–as in, why did you pick that particular name? We know why you picked the Jaquernagy, so it would be interesting to know why you picked Lamoral. Did it come to you in a dream, too?
Well, I thought Lamoral was doing the noble thing by not telling us, so we can continue to make silly jokes.
I was on Lamoral for a while but I got the dry beta blocker cough. So I switched to Losartan. Never looked back.
One thing I like about the name Lamoral is that it sounds like it could be so many different things. Everyone asks me what it means. I always ask them, “what do you think it means?”
It sounds like it could be some kind of jewel or mineral. “This rock contains traces of lamoral.”
It sounds like it could be some kind of animal. “Look over there by that tree, there’s a lamoral.”
It sounds like it could be an adjective or a descriptor: “He acted very lamoral when I talked to him yesterday.”
Most people think the name is pronounced as if it rhymes with “admiral” and has the same inflection. It doesn’t; but people can say it however they want, I don’t really care.
When he goes off-patent he’ll have to change his name again to generic (RS)-1-(1-methylethylamino)-3-(1-naphthyloxy)propan-2-ol hydrochloride.
or you could put it on your hull
Like a laconic ocelot?
Ha! I once worked on a human geography team reasearch project in Mexico. One of the indigenous villages we worked in is Tazaquil. I joked how it’s the perfect name for an anti-depressant.
(In Teenek/Spanish it’s pronounced “tah-SAH-keel,” but as an American drug it would of course be “TAZZ-uh-kwill”).
I have read in my dreams occasionally, though it doesn’t come up often.
My trouble is finding a toilet that works or isn’t in full public view. I have those dreams a lot.
I was a Close Personal Friend of Al for awhile, but we didn’t take it to the next level.
Oddly enough, last night I was reading in my dream. For some reason, I needed to go to the library and take a Fake Book (it’s a large collection of lead sheets/summarizes sheet music) and had to use a computer terminal to find the catalog number. Unfortunately, every time I tried to type the letters F A K E, something like G H R J would come out, like all the keys were mis mapped. I never did manage to track down the Fake Book, though I woke up right before consulting a librarian to help me.
La moral to the story
Jacquernagy’s name changed:D
Your dream was just confused about the difference between a fakebook and a book that’s fake. 