Thursday, May 29, 2008
Could You Ever Love a Brenda?
Well, after an extensive process, I have settled on a name for my guitar. The name by which it shall be known in this life, and in the records of mortality is Geraldine. I had previously settled on the name Brenda, but in sharing the story behind the name with a friend, I realized that I couldn't associate my guitar with a really gross man from my ward growing up. You may note that Geraldine was not one of the finalists that was previously submitted, but a late entry which has picked up considerable legs as the competition wore on. I would like to thank all who offered suggestions as well as Matt, who just got angry and gave up.