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September 26th, 2004
There are people with strange names, that is true.
Sometimes I sit back and think about how my life would be different had my parents named me something else. Johnny, Bill, Graham, Rick, Jason, etcetera. It’s funny how when you see someone else with your name you often think to yourself that HE or SHE doesn’t like like a “whatever your name is”, but that YOU look like your name. You’re so used to looking at yourself and being called by your name that you identify with it so much that anyone else doesn’t deserve to have it.
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August 22nd, 2004
Watch Out!
You’re Gonna Fall!
Earthquake!
Shark Attack!
He’s Got A Gun!
Your Mom’s Gonna Kill You!
You’re In Gang Territory!
There’s A Bomb Strapped To Your Toilet!
You Are So Gonna Get Food Poisoning!
I’m Telling You, There’s Someone Hiding In Your Closet!
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August 15th, 2004
The Irish Cleanser
Zinger
Leveler 2000
Borax
Springtime Charlie
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June 6th, 2004
Listen, let me just say that I have nothing against fruits of any kind be they canned or fresh off the vine.
I have had a long tradition of liking fruits. There were many times as a child where I would engage a fruit instead of sneaking a handful of Flintstone’s chewable vitamins from our cupboard. I was a fan of the orange, a fan of the banana, a fan of the grape (and its friends as they came together in bushels), a fan of the nectarine, the plum, the mango, the pear and the apple.
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April 22nd, 2004
People so want to be phat, it ain’t even funny.
I met someone today here in Dallas who works here in Dallas and who we are working with closely on the undisclosed, unexplained, previously-outlined show I’m working on. This is how our meeting went…
Her: Hey, great to meet you. My name is [insert boring american name here].
Me: Nice to meet you, [insert boring american name here].
Her: Actually, you don’t have to call me by my name. You can just call me Chaos.
Me: Chaos?
Her: Yeah, my nickname.
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