My rule is that if you wouldn't snicker to hear the name announced in a baseball or football or basketball lineup, it's OK. And I'm sorry, but "Now pinch hitting for Willie Bloomquist, #57, Alistair Smith" doesn't sound all that good.
Alistair is better than Willie. William is a fine name, and Will, Billy, and even Bill are acceptable nicks for the same. But there's nothing manly about Willie. Too much of a wee association there.
I'll accept that not everyone conceptualizes Alistair the way I do. But I really don't hear how it's so different from Aidan, Ian, Sean, Dylan, Owen, etc.
What about Say Hey Willie Mays?
In a complete change of topic, I saw this sign last night outside a place in Adams Morgan:
"Applesauce Wrestling" followed by something about being vegan.
t admires Perkins' & Sparky's asses
Miriam is a frumpy old librarian.
To me, Miriam is an earthy Jewish folk-singer with crazy hair and surprisingly sexy glasses. Well, CASG, I suppose.
I saw this sign last night outside a place in Adams Morgan
And you didn't go in?! Now our curiosity is unfulfilled.
t wiggles my ass for juliana
Ahem! Please put your librarian stereotypes away.
Miriam WAS a frumpy old librarian in my elementary school.
Modern librarians, though, are pierced, tatted, and super-cool people.
Are we admiring the asses while they are applesauce wrestling, cause if so I'm in.
Hi! Skipper McSkippy here.
Rose was my MIL's maiden name so I'll just pretend to be related to Cashmere somehow.
Perkins, I sent you snail mail today. I even put a lawyer joke in there.
Miriam WAS a frumpy old librarian in my elementary school.
These things stay with you. Lauri was the head cheerleader at my HS, and a complete air head. I have always insisted on being called Laura because of this history.
