"That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet."
Really, would it now? Because I don't think William Shakespeare would have penned these words if he lived after Utah came along.
2014 Romeo: "I know you're a Capulet and I'm a Montague, but names don't really mean anything... Wait, what was your name again?"
Utah girl: "Braxleigh."
Romeo: "Uh... never mind. Just forget I said anything."
(Braxleigh is a real Utah name, you guys. I'm not making this up).
Unfortunately, most of the ridiculous names I've seen lately are for girls, so not useable. (*Sniff* Byrklee. *Sniff*) But thankfully, luck appeared just yesterday in the form of a small boy knocking on my door.
"Who are you?" I asked, just before his grandmother appeared from around the corner and said, "His name is Draygen." (sp?)
"Have you been drinking?" I asked.
"No, his name is really Draygen."
Okay, I made that up. I didn't actually ask if she'd been drinking.
But since I'm such a generous person, I bequeathed the usage rights for the name Draygen (and any of its possible variations -- Dragon, Dragen, Dr'Agen, Draegon, or Draygon) to a friend of mine who is also expecting a baby boy.
This left me with quite a problem, since the perfect boy name is now in the hands of someone else. Luckily, my sister, who has taken to texting me name suggestions on a daily basis, came through for me today:
"I have a boy bible name for you," she said. "Izaak."
"Twin brother to Muzak?" I asked.
"Yes, and sister Prozak."
Prozak! It's brilliant!
Prozak Zyrtek Overly.
What do you think?