Sure, it’s a free country, but I think that some lines should be drawn when it comes to bestowing a moniker on a tiny little human that he/she will have to live with for the rest of his/her life.
For example:
Brutus: Et tu? Too Shakespearean; also implies impending doom.
Astrid: The woman rode “astrid” a donkey. You don’t name your kid that.
Anything that is or sounds like it could be a candy bar.
Shithead: Sounds pretty until you write it out.
Anything that is or sounds like it could be an insect.
Uranus: Sure it’s a planet, and if you pronounce it one way, it has an attractive ring to it. If you don’t, then your kid is bound to be an ass … or at least called one.
Ultimately, I have no beef with people with any of these names. How could I? It’s their parents who should be reprimanded and whipped with a wet noodle.
*This is all, of course, assuming I do give birth someday; definitely not a certainty since I’m not married and I’m way too selfish with my personal time.
Hey Courtney!
This is funny. There are definitely some crazy names out there. I met a kid named Talon Upthegrove. Seriously. And let’s not forget Gwyneth Paltrow’s kid, Apple. WTF??
I had a friend who wanted to name her little girl “Kestrel.” I had to fill her in that it’s an aggressive, meat-ending bird.
Astrid is some kinda weird-ass British name, I think? The other word you’re thinking of is “astride.” š
keep up the good work!
Marty