As if being saddled with the name Alistair Butt wasn't bad enough.

I got mail today from Boring, Oregon.

It wasn't dull, but it was a duplicate. I almost wish it had come from Twin Rocks.

If you need me, I'll be in Dork Canal.

Outram Bangs. Zoologist. Writer. Vole enthusiast.

I can't believe he never got around to penning Bangs on birds.

Now my parents have no excuse to deny me a title or two from my birthday list. I may even be able to hold a book by then without convulsing.

Library catalog discovery of the day: Pandora E. Snethkamp ( Read more... )

If ever I throw in the librarian towel and decide to make a go of the spy life, that's my super secret agent name ( Read more... )

Nick Nolte's son's name is Brawley?

Let this be a lesson to you parents. Choose the wrong name for your kids, and You. Will. Ruin. Their. Lives!

None of this would ever have happened if his name was Donald.

Oh, and the U.S. still has oppressive marijuana laws. The end.