Fuzzy Names, Sweet Names

Written by Dawnell Harrison

As with everything, names go through cycles of change with passing generations. I also tend to think that names have improved immensely sincerepparttar first Elmas, Minervas, Bufords, and Alfreds gracedrepparttar 118253 baby’s room wearing appropriate nametags on their cribs.

A country of tradition, we still hold tightly to such commoners as Becky, Wendy, Mike and Bill. And beingrepparttar 118254 trendsetters of a diverse time, we also like originality. Girls are acquiring sophistication with names such as Breanna and Kyla while boys are being called Dusty and Cameron, cute yet charming. I do like these names. I even think thatrepparttar 118255 not-so-unique ones are fine. These names have humility and, most importantly, can be spoken without cringing, gagging, or regurgitating. When wasrepparttar 118256 last time you could actually say “Bunny” and controlrepparttar 118257 ruffling of your nose andrepparttar 118258 higher level of intonation in your voice? (Not to mention avoidingrepparttar 118259 picture of this girl nibbling on a very orange carrot.) I put her into a category I like to callrepparttar 118260 ‘itty bitty Bunny and Kitty committee.’

A girl of this stature serves your ex-boyfriend mixed drinks atrepparttar 118261 local dive bar and leavesrepparttar 118262 tip onrepparttar 118263 table because somebody accidentally left it there. She likes to think deeply when scuba diving and yells, “run to second base,” when a tight end getsrepparttar 118264 football. This type always has straight, white teeth and never gets fired from her cocktail jobs. She’s such an asset. I have my doubts aboutrepparttar 118265 advantages being endless though….I mean, how many lawyers, nurses, or even receptionists do you know named “Kitty?”

Three colors, six tenuous links

Written by Holmes Charnley

It was Christmas Eve last year thatrepparttar car carrier, Tricolor, was issued with a wreck removal notice. Having been crashed into by a ship trying to overtake it, it has been lying there a wreck ever since. I know how it must have felt.

I was issued with a wreck removal notice on Christmas Eve also. I felt a wreck, that much is true. I’d been at that vodkarepparttar 118252 night before,repparttar 118253 one that had maderepparttar 118254 local papers because it was dangerously wrong, overly strong and should you have any inrepparttar 118255 house, to take it straight back for a product recall scenario. Hmm …

So there’s me sorting outrepparttar 118256 tree, withrepparttar 118257 kids belting aroundrepparttar 118258 house and this letter of eviction comes throughrepparttar 118259 door saying:

“I am sorry to have to inform you thatrepparttar 118260 landlord has decided to sellrepparttar 118261 property inrepparttar 118262 spring and therefore will not be renewing your tenancy atrepparttar 118263 end ofrepparttar 118264 initial six-month period.”

The letter went on, apologetically asrepparttar 118265 waves broke over my upturned bow… I never could wrap presents. That one aboutrepparttar 118266 bow was tenuous, I’ll grant you. Still, let’s press on, eh?

A couple more ships ran into this car carrier beforerepparttar 118267 shipping lanes gotrepparttar 118268 message and gave it a wide berth, so to speak. The second of these ships being a tanker carrying kerosene, a substance only marginally less dangerous than that vodka I’d been at. This tanker got itself rather ignominiously stuck on top. The kids caught sweetheart in a similar position but there we are. It was Christmas. I’m sure they’ll have forgotten by now.

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