Straight No Chaser

Yasmina, or I Pity the Fool

i'm obsessed with finding out what brad and angelina named their baby. i know that makes me just as bad as those radio djs and the women who called in, and that marylou will probably sneer at me, but i really can't help it. i am curious.

my sims, who are named, in no order, alan, annica, ashton, aidan, annabelle, alana, ariele, angelique, michael, naima, eja, kyle, simone, justin, chloe, trevor, matthew, lorelei, landon, sivan, kiran, nicole, emilio, violet, kailani, keanu, leiko, mele, jonathan, riordan, preston and kaylen, are illustrative of the fact that i detest ordinary names. i cannot understand why, in 2006, anyone would choose to name their precious baby girl "ann," except maybe to honor an older family member. i always say that i've never met a kyle who wasn't handsome, or a henry who was. i know that makes me ignorant. but so does following brangelina. tough to care.

maddox, i sort of like. the first syllable is a little hard for me, which makes a big difference--when you have to hear a single word several times daily, through your whole life, it's important that it be one you can stomach. zahara is perfect for ethnic reasons. flower. i can't wait till they release the announcement, because i trust angelina's naming prowess, now.

for me, i have names picked out for two boys but no girls, yet. i keep forgetting to have someone do the needle test on me.

mr. t and conan o'brien are friends now. this is another reason i sometimes wonder whether conan must be either god or satan, because i can't imagine anyone else would be so charitable, or hate the world so much, as to rescue people like t and abe vigoda from obscurity, otherwise.