i read in some nytimes mag article this summer that if you want your child's name to be unique the best you can do is give them a name that you think would fit an old lady/ old man.
so i'm thinking geraldine, gertrude, ethel, mildred, edna or maybe ester for a girl.
and guys could be something like walter, harold, gunther, arthur, clarence, earl...
-Sarah Goodbye you liar, Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything Then you think you will inspire Take apart your head (and I wish I could inspire) Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
sandsleeper wrote:elmer or godfrey have nice rings to them too.
Elmer. Okay, I keep picturing Elmer from 'Crank Yankers'. I'd never torture my kid by naming him that. it's just not right.
I've already named my baby girl and 1 of my 2 boys... sorta.
Angela Michaela _______ (Mi-KAY-la, not Michael-a), and Aaron William _______. If I have a second girl, she's be Sophia (middle name not decided), and umm, yeah, that's as far as I've gotten.
"if the nuremberg trials were applied to us foreign policy, every us president since 1945 would have been hanged." noam chomsky.
...and this is me hanging on / i'd burn our initials in the sun if it would shine / anxiety chokes me like razor wire / if hate's in your heart man, you'll take what you're given / wake up / i'm not the only one / it's never goodbye / go ahead and play dead / if everyone's a casualty, then take your time, there ain't no trouble / these wounds they will not heal / ambition can be a tricky thing / what the hell do i know about rape anyway? / this is not what i hoped for / ain't it so weird how it makes you a weapon / who will be there to tell me how stupid i am? / those living for death will die by their own hand / and it's me that I am spying on / pick up the pieces and live with the stars / hurry up and wait / things have never been so swell / they're always the ones who slowly drift / be great / ...and this is my world.
i've met several cassies and casandras. if i ever decide on having a girl (I.E. if i want to die 10 years younger) i think i'll name her.....uh, hell i don't know. never thought of it much. i'll let the misses do that.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown