What's in a name?

Ahoy reader! For the maiden voyage of my blog-ship, let's look at a line from Shakespeare's classic Romeo and Juliet.

 Juliet: 

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."

I think Romeo and Juliet are a couple of the dumbest people in classic literature. Romeo is worse than my girl-crazy 7th grade boys; one minute it's Rosaline, the next, Juliet. No wonder 7th grade girls spend so much time talking about 7th grade boys, how can anyone keep track?! But I digress...

In the real world, where Romeo and Juliet do not live, names say a lot about who we are. (To be fair to fair Juliet, so does how we smell.) It takes a lot to overcome a dumb name! Johnny Cash was fully aware of this when he wrote 'A Boy Named Sue.' That kid never really did get over it. 

Before I got married and changed my name, my initials were JW. JDub. JWizzle (no one ever called me that, thank goodness). Now, I am JK...IM(instant message) code for 'just kidding.' The day my middle schoolers put that together is when it really sank in. I think this is karmic pay back for the many years I've spent annoying my mother with unceasing sarcasm. At least she didn't name me Bill; I am not a singer/songwriter extraordinaire like Mr. Cash.

Now you know where the name for my blog originates. 

Check back for funny anecdotes,  random rumblings, and cute puppy stories :) I better get going, I don't want to miss 'LOSING ONE OF MY GIANT LEGS' coming up next on TLC.