Friday Flotsam IVX

My masthead is restored to it's original splendor!  Many thanks to my awesome web designer. 

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I have never seen a single second of a single episode of The Hills.  I'm very ok with that.

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My friend Elizabeth from college didn't have a middle name until she was 16.  On the morning of her 16th birthday, her mom came into her room and told her that she had Elizabeth's birthday present, and it was a new middle name, and the middle name was Anna.  Elizabeth, re-telling this story in college, conveyed as sense of delight about the experience.  She adored the name from the start, and adored even more that her mom had thought about what would be a good name for her daughter.  Elizabeth's family was rather wealthy, lest you think that the gift was a sad attempt to cover for necessity.  I love this story, but it makes me think about how most of us are born with our names, and they are a part of us since before our memories begin.  We don't question them and most of us don't change them.  I mean, what if Elizabeth had hated the name Anna?  I guess plenty of women change their last name when they get married.  So that's kind of like a wedding present name.  As long as the new name is an upgrade, anyway.

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Speaking of milestones (flotsam segue!), today is Dave's last day at his firm.  He will be unemployed for precisely two days until Monday, when he starts his new gig, where he will hob nob with Hollywood royalty and maybe even stand at a urinal next to Will Ferrell or similar.  Certainly the holiday party will be better.  Dave kicked ass to score this job, and will kick ass at the job as well.  But wish him luck anyway, if you please!

Comments

[Dave]

Thanks for the shout-out, pook. I agree that the holiday party will be much better -- though since you were never invited to the firm's parties, that's not saying very much.

[TasterSpoon]

I had to know what all the fuss was about so I watched a The Hills rerun on Monday night and couldn't make head or tail of it. It clearly wasn't "live" or "real," but it also clearly wasn't really "acting" or "scripted" (at least, let's hope not) and it wasn't even improv. It was just weird and awkward and self-obsessed and wasteful and sad. Couldn't get a handle on it.

Despite that, wickedlyscarlett.com gives a hilarious rundown every week that I love.

Yay for Dave! Luck will obviously not be needed, but who can't use some extra - good luck!

My grandmother hated her first and middle names, and she turned out okay. It's funny, though, you know how we have a sense of what somebody with a certain name is like - I don't think I fit my own sense of the type of person who has my name. But then, I never call myself by it.