To preface: some of you know that I am an avid World War I historian. I have 100's of WWI books, I've seen the movies, I love the poetry, I have the knitting patterns, I have trench art & uniforms, and my dog's name is Pershing. Nuff said.
So, I was reading the paper this morning and on Monday's our paper published the couples that have applied for a marriage license, those that have been granted a divorce, and the names of the new babies born in the past week or so. I tend to read the baby names just to marvel as some of the crazy names that people give thier kids. Honestly, it boggles the mind. American's have enough trouble with spelling as it is, to give you kid a name and then replace all the logical letters with z's and y's and etc just makes no f***ing sense. But I digress. I notice that a boy has been born and they named him Kaiser James. I think ok, odd, but he can be "King James" as Kaiser is the German version of king. Then I notice his parent's last name....... (are you ready for this).... Wilhelm. Yes, you read that right, this child is named Kaiser Wilhelm!!! I really hope he decides to use his middle name for the rest of his life. I can imagine him trying to get a passport and traveling to Europe and the scene at customs in Paris or Belgium ("Humm, this says your name is Kaiser Wilhelm. I'm sorry, but we really don't want you invading our country again. Please go home.") I am just shaking my head right now. Sigh.
And now for something completly different: I organized my yarn collection over the weekend. I acquired a new book case and thus had to do some rearranging. Everything is now organized by either type of yarn (sock, cotton, alpaca/llama) or by brand (Cascade, Brown Sheep, Encore, etc.). I did manage to fill 3 trash bags with yarn to donate - it is mostly red heart and lion brand yarn and some novelty yarn that I just will never use. Ick! The collection looks lovely now and I did discover some yarns that I had purchased for a specific project and re-disovered them. Exciting! I also discoverd some yarns that made me wonder why I have so much of it. There must have been a sale or I was inspired by something at the time. Who knows.