"Names are a great mystery. I've never known whether the name is molded by the child or the child changed to fit the name. But you can be sure of this -- whenever a human has a nickname it is a proof that the name given him was wrong." - John Steinbeck (1902-1968)
So I have shared my concern over the naming of my puppy Max. I felt guilty for giving Max such a common name. As Abram put it, "It is like you named your son John." No offense Johns out there. So I began my process of picking out a new name, one that was clever and thoughtful. The first name that came to me was Deigo. I had a dog stuffed animal named Don Diego who traveled Europe with me taking traveling gnome pictures. But the name just didn't feel right. I can't see my self yelling Diego, Diego. So then I came up with Monte (Spanish woods) while going through Monica's 30,000 baby names books. I wanted to call him Monte in Spanish, but to those who didn't know Spanish his name would be Monty. I didn't get great feedback from the name and according to Ana, Monte is kind of ghetto. Also Monty sounds a bit too much like Marty. Then Ericka told me why don't you name him Brody? I want to name my next dog Brody she said. Then like half an hour later I talked to Abram and he said, yeah man you should name him something like "Brody." So I was sure that that must be a sign. Two picked that name on the same day, it must be the one. Then as I thought about calling Max "Brody", it hit me, he is Max. Who cares that it is common? I don't know any dogs named Max and Max doesn't either. I've never had a dog named Max and I like it. So I'll be unconventional by being conventional and have decided to go with well I mean stay with Max.
Friday night I took Max for a walk and then instead of going out with Oscar and Danny, I went over to Ericka's house to watch a movie. I was really tired and we didn't even through Lucky You. It wasn't very good, and I love poker. Maybe the lines just felt too corny, I mean Rounders didn't sound so forced. I won't fully judge the movie yet though since I haven't seen it all.
Saturday morning I woke up earlier than I usually do on a weekend and went to the Austin Farmer's Market with Ericka. I have to say, this is something that just doesn't connect with me, yet it is something that really makes Ericka happy. There were a lot of people with dogs there, and I kept watching them to see like kids, which were behaving well and which were behaving badly. You can always tell from the owner's personality. There was organic everything and all kinds of vegetables that I just didn't know about. I couldn't decide if the people there were enlightened or just pretentious. After picking out a few items, we headed to Whole Foods. I may have been to this store once before, but I was not a big fan today either. I felt guilty not wanting to eat anything in the store. There wasn't even normal coke or cheese or bread there. They did have a million types of cheeses so I know Jorge would love it. All I could think was that it was like wines, I know people really like them, but I'm not sophisticated enough to truly appreciate them. I couldn't even pretend and I hate that the energy I gave off wasn't very positive to Ericka who really enjoys shopping there. I was happy to be doing something she enjoyed, but I don't think I was giving off that body language. I should of been more flexible and open minded. Sometimes I just feel like my energy levels really make me seem boring and less willing to do more adventureous things. I know my allergies are not too great so the outdoors are a problem depending on the situation.
After we got back after shopping I was feeling dead tired and it is hard to explain why. I think it has to do with not sleeping well all week and my recent bout with allergy symptoms. I just had to nap, so I fell asleep for about 5 hours. Talk about wasting away the day. I have a lot of theories on why I was so sleepy, but not even sleep gaps are enough justification for sleeping away a perfectly good Saturday that you could be using to do something interesting and fun. People act like I just won't fight it, like if I wanted to stay up I could...and that is true, but all it would mean would be that I was even more tired later.
Speaking of, I've beaten my insomnia. At least this battle and for now. I'm getting by on about 6 hours of sleep and actually feeling tired come midnight. I'm able to sleep without the aid of medicine for a few weeks now. I still need to figure out a way to be more alert in the mornings. If only I drank coffee or gingerbread lattes. Ericka lives right by a Starbucks, but even if I worked by one I still don't think I'd get into the coffee kick.
Check out the following video, I like the arguments Maher makes about Values Voters and what real values truly should be. And this is coming from a guy who doesn't believe in Christ, yet his words are more Christian than those I hear from the Right.
Bill Maher 'New Rules': Religious Right Values Voter (10/19) [Skip the first 2 minutes 30 seconds to 3:40 to see the part I liked. The rest is funny if you got the time.]
I hate to keep picking on Notre Dame, but they really let me down this year. Here is another tribute to the team I grew up loving.
wish my nose would stop bleeding
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