A heart full of plans

Things Bogans Like (via shorterexcerpts)

My cousin sends me lists of names from the children’s hospital where he works.  Here’s the latest:

Xori
Jhoan
Jhakila
November
Magnely
Jaylen
Sedricka
Bayleigh
Shavonte
Zayland
Lewauna
Jacoreya
Sol
Massiah
Heaven
Hope
Miracle (x3)
Marleny
Mykiareya (i prefer to read as three words)
Kamoree
Beanneka
Keikola
Yanet
Tayshyreion

(via magdalina)

Well…that tears it. When I finally settle down with some similarly literary-minded gal, if we have a kid, the child shall be named “(sic)”, if only to get a laugh out of the teacher getting the class roll sheet.

(via shorterexcerpts)

I have a Post-It note next to my desk where I scrawled the names that my friend Michael Tom was telling me about hearing, when he worked at an alternative high school. They include:

Najaah
Boitext
Erminia
Jambrina
La-a (pronounced La-dash-ah)

(via thewordunheard)

My aunt works in the Philadelphia public school system, and many years ago had to teach a class for the pregnant girls that included explaining why some names are just ridiculous to give to your baby, like DeBrii (“Do you want your baby to be named for trash?”) and Latrina (“IT MEANS TOILET”).

What scares me more than this, however, is that LA-A IS DEFINITELY ONE OF THE NAMES SHE SPOKE ABOUT, SO THERE IS MORE THAN ONE, AND THAT SCARES ME.

On a sort of related note, my mother works for QVC, and the worst customer name she ever got was St. Bubba Huckabee. Yes, I am serious.

(via alexandra-ewing)

I’ve heard of La-a before. It is terrible. And I heard about it in a situation in which the girl’s mother was REALLY MAD that whomever it was had pronounced the kid’s name wrong. It’s fucking La-a. Those are sounds.