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about name changes

So in my last post I talked about how I changed my name about a year ago from my birth name to, how most of you know me here…. Julian. This post as you can see from the title is an expansion of the topic.

I brought The Little Man with me to work on Monday last week… Columbus Day. He had the day off from school as parents went in for parent-teacher conferences. By the way… he’s doing quite well in his first year of school.

On our drive to work he started talking to me about names. He started off telling me his brother’s last name was McKinley. I said, “no… that’s his third name (The Deistette and her ex gave the boys three names when they were born) his last name is the same as yours, just like your daddy… it’s Durham.”

So as the conversation went on he began asking me about his mom’s name and nicknames I have for her. Then he asked if my daughter had any nicknames. I said, “yes, I call her Little Fawn a lot of times.”

He asked why and all kinds of other questions…

Little Man: “does Papa have a nickname?”
Deist: “i don’t know… um, no.”
Little Man: “what about you?”
Deist: “Well, yeah… I’ve been called all kinds of things.”
Little Man: “like what.”
Deist: “Ummm… it really isn’t important. (my fraternity nickname is probably not one a five year old should hear.)
Little Man: “But what is it?”
Deist: “ok, well you know how my first name is Robert ?… well some people shorten it and call me Rob.” [his expression looks as though he doesn’t believe that really qualifies as a nickname] I continue in an attempt to pull him away from me, “Hey… you know you have a nickname too?”
Little Man: What! (He says that a lot in response to things I say to him. It’s as if what I said is the most shocking thing he’s ever heard. Pretty funny sometimes. For instance… “hey… mommy and I have decided we’re gonna sell you to the gypsies.” WHAT!?!)

Anyway so The Little Man says “what” in his usual shocked way. And I tell him that he’s heard mommy call him his nickname lots of times and that my nickname for him is Little Man.

He sat there silent for a bit… mulling it over a little. He had his thousand-yard stare working then he announced he wanted to change his name.

Deist: “WHAT!?! (i guess it works both ways) What do you want to change it to?”
Little Man: “Mr. Dave.”
Deist: “Mr Dave? Mr Dave Smith?”
Little Man: “No… just Mr Dave.”

I don’t know why he chose Mr. Dave. Somehow, it doesn’t really fit if you ask me. I don’t think Mr.Dave works. Maybe I should come up with a different nickname for him if he’s already decided this early in life that he wants it changed.

Happy Friday everyone!

Here’s a song from a famous Mr. Dave. Hope y’all enjoy.
R.I.P. LeRoi
(sorry for the advertisement at the beginning. I liked the intro though and the song is worth it.)

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brother can you spare a dime?

Hello friendly blog peeps, peepettes and casual visitors.

Today’s post is asking for a HUGE favor.

If you look to the right… right next to the title of this post you’ll see a picture. If you click it, the link will take you to my page on the Lone Star Chapter of The National Multiple Sclerosis Society’s website.

I’m writing about this because I want to let you know I’m riding my bicycle half way across Texas in an effort to raise funds for researchers to find a cure for MS. I’m riding in the 2009 MS 150 Bike Tour from Houston to Austin. It’s about 160 miles or so over two days.

I’m do it for two reasons. One… believe it or not, I find it fun and of course, challenging. (i’ve ridden this ride before) Two… I know I am extremely lucky to be able to move my body on my own and so I feel an obligation to help.

I want to help researchers find a cure for folks who don’t move so well because of this disease.

I’m no scientist. I don’t know much about this disease or what it will take to end it. But I can pedal my bike and ask people to donate to my ride so the smart guys can figure a way to help those who are afflicted with this disease.

So I hope you will.

I hope you can spare ten bucks… or five bucks… or three or even one.

I know five bucks or even one doesn’t seem like a lot but it all adds up.

When I was in the Marine Corps I learned a saying from the grunts… “ounces make pounds.” I first heard it when my unit attached with some grunts for training and we were going on a 13 mile hike carrying all our gear on our back.

A few of the guys took us “non-hackers” aside and said, “ounces make pounds, Marine. Let me see your gear.” They proceeded to show us how stripping every tiny piece of non-essential crap added up to a lot of weight.

“Ounces make pounds” folks. I know times are tough. Hell, I barely have two nickels to rub together but if you could donate whatever you can…

well, every little bit adds up to a lot.

intermittent posting

So I got a little slap on the hand from Am cuz I haven’t been posting very much.  I know… I know… I hope to get back to writing a little more consistently this month.  I’ve got a couple sitting in the can that will have video attached.  Just trying to edit the stuff I shot.

Looks like I’m not the only feeling guilty about not writing though(or reading and commenting much for that matter).

words in a picture

This is kinda cool. I found this website called wordle on Muse’s site. Thanks Muse.

It turns the words of your website into a word cloud. I did a screen capture so y’all could see mine.

Tah dahhhhh!

ok, i showed you mine now show me yours. : )

uuMomma, AmuirinLazy Buddhist Melon Girl.  c’mon… open up.  let me see ’em.  Your word cloud that is. : )

The Devil’s beatin’ his wife

Have y’all ever heard that saying? I’ve met only a handful of people who have ever heard it; let alone know where it comes from or why it’s said when it rains with a sunny sky above. I think it’s a southern saying. Actually it may be a regional saying confined to East Texas and Louisiana. I don’t know.

Anyway, the song below was written by a friend of mine and i had it playing in my car when the rain just started coming down during this bright sunny afternoon. Seemed kind of appropriate for some reason. enjoy.

We’ve been down
this road
and back around again
There’s a washed out bridge
around the bend
seems like we’ll never get
to where we want to go
i don’t know what to do
the only thing i know

it’s a worn out welcome
and a bridge too far
it’s like a three day trip
in a compact car
i don’t think we’ll ever know
what the reasons are
it’s a worn out welcome
and a bridge too far

Wanna go to heaven
You gotta go through hell
Tossin all my pennies
down a wishin well
Can’t ever seem to find
What we’re lookin for
all i hear now

is a slammin door

it’s a worn out welcome
and a bridge too far
it’s like a three day trip
in a compact car
i don’t think we’ll ever know
what the reasons are
it’s a worn out welcome
and a bridge too far

a hole in my sole

these have been good friends to me. I’ve walked (as you can see) quite a few miles in them.

I’ve been through the Texas Hill Country, the streets of downtown Chicago, southern California… a Dave Matthews concert or two, the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo, a few county fairs, dozens of first dates (not many second ones) : )

But the end of an era has come and i’ve finally come to grips with the realization that all good things come to an end.

And so i bid farewell to my trusty Justin Ropers Continue reading

a little ego boost

Nothing like a good consentual groping and make out session to make a guy feel like he’s back in the game.

That’s it…

oh wait… maybe this. kinda reminded me of this song.

Of all we can offer a rogue kiss, tangled tongues and lips

easter eggs, ghost tracks, hidden songs

Seems as though everyone is doing a ghost track or bonus song/material on their CDs these days. I ran across a website dedicated to them.

This is from that website:

A hidden, or “ghost”, track is a song on an album which is not listed on the album sleeve or jacket. On a CD, usually the song is accessed by playing the final track through then going through a brief moment of silence.

An unlisted track is different because the hidden song has its own track and can be directly accessed without having to go through the previous song.

I can’t remember the first time I stumbled on or heard of a ghost track. Seems like Continue reading

bootlegging a celebrity post from Moxie

I haven’t had much to say lately so I’m lifting an idea from my blog peep Moxie who has a pretty cool post she put up on Friday. She was talking about celebrity sightings she’s had. So instead of posting a really long comment there I thought i’d pingback on her.

I don’t get too worked up in a frenzy over celebrities… i don’t think i ever really have but at the same time if I hear or see something about a well known celebrity I can’t turn away. Kind of the train wreck syndrome right.

I can only remember a few bonafide celebrities sightings I’ve had. Continue reading