Wednesday, December 28, 2005

What's in a name?
Was just having a chit chat with some cube neighbors and we got talking about baby names. I told them that I was a few days old before my sister suggested my name based on her little crush named Kenny down the street.
Now, obviously the details are gonna be sketchy here, but that jarred my memory of me (as a very young boy) telling people that the nurses in the hospital called me Harry because they didn't know my name. Later Harry was my imaginary friend who was quite tall. His line was way up near the ceiling on our growth measurement wall in the kitchen.

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HowdyStranger said...
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JJ said...

I'm envious. The nurses called me Douchebag.