First, “The Wire.”
Second, Sharif.
Omar the Tentmaker. I went to High School with him back in the 70’s.
Of course, in Wauwatosa, he went by the name Richard. But we all knew he was Omar.
Hey, Omar. Say hi to Tiny.
Omar Little.
Second was a cognate - the Caliph Umar.
Omar from The Wire
Tentmaker.
Maybe it’s a generational thing.
This song “Omar” which is inspired by Omar Sharif.
Omar Khayyam, most definitely:
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread-and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness-
O, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Some for the Glories of This World; and some
Sigh for the Prophet’s Paradise to come;
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go,
Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
Followed by Omar Sharif. He was an accomplished actor and bridge player.
I think of me.
I was hoping that this thread might be about this guy: Omar
He’s the first thing that I thought of. He has a great voice.
Oops
Bradley
Omar Sharif was the first, then it was Omar Hassan from 24.
The Mosque of Omar in Jerusalem. I have no idea why.
Indeed
Omar the Snakeman, a local celebrity who eventually went to work for the Sheriff in Davidson County, I think.
Close second was Omar the tentmaker, a fictional character my dad always said made clothes for fat people. Yeah, my dad could be a real peach:rolleyes:.
When I was in high school, one of the candies readily available from the school vending machine was M&Ms. One day, I got a mutant M&M: small, bulbous, like two bits of chocolate cemented together with candy coating. My best friend and I, with purest fifteen-year-old logic, decided to make a pet of this M&M. We got some tape and assembled a little box out of notebook paper and put the candy inside and named him…
Omar.
I just love that story! I wish I had named one of my killer pecans “Omar” when I was little, but that was probably before I had ever heard the name Omar.
Here’s a challenge for anybody with the desire to get involved in the thrills of the thread. These are the responses, in order, with ID info stripped off, for all through Post # 56. The challenge is to create a count by unique enrtry and post them in order of number of mentions.
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“Omar the Tentmaker.”
Omar Khayyam
Sydney Omarr,
Omar Khayyam.
Omar Sharif.
General Omar Bradley comin’!
“Maybe the tiger ate his ass like Omar”
Sharif
Omar Sharif.
Omar Epps
Omar Bradley.
My friend Omar from high school.
Omar Sharif
Omar Khayyam
Omar and the Howlers
The Unsolved Mysteries episode with the teenage arsonist who taped his own work, with a whispered voiceover that he no doubt thought was menacing but ended up sounding rather silly.
LOOK AT IT BURN, OMAR!
My THird Period grammar class, he sits on my left. Why?
Omar Little, The Wire
Omar & the Howlers.
Omar’s motorcycle parts.
“Sharif or Epps.”
The VF-111 mascot.
“Omar comin’”.
The Wire
Omar Sharif
Omar Khayam.
Omar Hakim, jazz fusion drummer supreme.
Minaya. But I’m a passionate Mets fan.
Panadería Omar, the neighborhood grocery market and bakery in my mom’s town.
Omar Little
Omar Gooding, Cuba’s brother and fellow thespian.
The rubaiyat of omar khayyam.
The Ruby Yacht of Omar Khayyam, the famous macguffin from “Rocky and Bullwinkle.”
Omar Moreno – a fast-running but light- hitting centerfielder for the Pittsburgh Pirates in the late 1970s.
My favorite Omar: Vizquel.
Omar Epps.
Omar Little, The Wire
My ex-husband. That’s the ratbastard’s first name. Blech.
My favorite character in The Wire.
Omar Little for me too.
A wizard named Omar, from some story or other.
Omar Sharif.
First, “The Wire.”
Second, Sharif.
Omar the Tentmaker. I went to High School with him back in the 70’s.
Of course, in Wauwatosa, he went by the name Richard. But we all knew he was Omar.
Hey, Omar. Say hi to Tiny.
Omar Little.
Second was a cognate - the Caliph Umar.
Omar from The Wire
Tentmaker.
Maybe it’s a generational thing.
This song “Omar” which is inspired by Omar Sharif.
Omar Khayyam, most definitely:
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread-and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness-
O, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Some for the Glories of This World; and some
Sigh for the Prophet’s Paradise to come;
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go,
Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
Followed by Omar Sharif. He was an accomplished actor and bridge player.
I think of me.
I was hoping that this thread might be about this guy: Omar
He’s the first thing that I thought of. He has a great voice.
Oops
Bradley
Omar Sharif was the first, then it was Omar Hassan from 24.
The Mosque of Omar in Jerusalem. I have no idea why.
Indeed
Omar the Snakeman, a local celebrity who eventually went to work for the Sheriff in Davidson County, I think.
Close second was Omar the tentmaker, a fictional character my dad always said made clothes for fat people. Yeah, my dad could be a real peach.
When I was in high school, one of the candies readily available from the school vending machine was M&Ms. One day, I got a mutant M&M: small, bulbous, like two bits of chocolate cemented together with candy coating. My best friend and I, with purest fifteen-year-old logic, decided to make a pet of this M&M. We got some tape and assembled a little box out of notebook paper and put the candy inside and named him…
Omar.
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I am truly impressed with the way this thread is going! Happy 4th, everybody!
This semi-stray cat my grandma kinda looked after. It was skittish until it got to know you a bit, and then it was pretty cool. It didn’t like kids too much, and given the little hellions that lived around grandma’s place, I can see why.
But the little fuckers knew to stay off grandma’s property, so Omar would just laze on her front porch of an afternoon, catching rays and relaxing, accepting the occasional ear rub. He did let grandma put a flea collar on him.
He’d disappear entirely in the winter, so we figured he may have actually belonged to someone, or had wandered into someone’s life (and home) for the winter. But come spring he’d turn back up again, and hang around the neighborhood all summer and fall.
I onced asked my grandma, “Why Omar?” She just said, “He looks like an Omar to me.”
She moved close to us in the spring of '83, and tried to coax Omar into coming with her (pet carrier, or just coax him into her car), but he wouldn’t have any of it. It was the last time I saw him.
Omar Little. The Wire’s resident badass.
Didn’t peek; how many mentions did Ikea wire racks get?