Take Me Home, Country Roads

Okay. So I just got back from West Virginia where my sister goes to school at WVU. Well while we were there, me and mi familia went to a basketball game because my sister dances on the dance team. Anyway, the mascot for WVU is the mountaineer. It's not some guy dressed up in an unflattering hot suit looking through a mesh screen. It's a real person who grows a beard and shoots a musket. He gets a full ride to the school and everything and has to attend all the sporting events (even the blowing tournaments and stuff).
But getting to the point. So after the game (which they won against notre dame) we went to see my sister. And there was the mountaineer in all his get-up glory with his musket and fringy chaps, talking in his cute southern accent. So my pop wanted to take a picture with him. When we got up to him I thought he looked like someone I knew. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but then it hit me. And oh my jesus, he looks exactly like Austin Nichols, aka Julian from One Tree Hill. I swear they are identical twins, spitting images, probably have the same fingerprints. His name is Michale Squires and is really sweet too. It is uncanny how much I think they look alike. I mean of course minus the beard, the rifle and the demonic raccoon hat but other than that... Maybe it's just me.
you know you love me.
x.o.x.o.
maggie may.

A quoi ca sert l'amour

A little late on the Valentines day front, but a cute song all the same. By Edith Piaf and one of her many husbands, I forget which one in particular. and it's the cutest animation ever.

Anyway, there's not much to complain about today. Leaving for West Virginia tomorrow. Such a weird random state. My friend told me today she would rather name her child Minnesota than Virginia. I found that oddly strange because Virginia is not a completely obsolete name or terribly perplexing, like Born Divine Intelligent (a kid in my mothers kindergarten class). Virgina is sort of common, like Virginia Wolfe or the girl in that Billy Joel song. And why must famous people always name their children such crazy obscure names like Pilot Inspector, or Seven, or Bronx Mowgli. I totally do not understand why they would name their children after things or places or words that are clearly not meant to be names. If the kid doesn't like it, it will always be something they can hate their parents for when they grow up. Why would someone think that naming their child Mars is okay. That's a planet not a name. For once I would like to hear a celebrity name their child something semi-normal, like Teagan or Camilla. A name that is uncommon but still a name. So i guess there was something to rant about after all. Until next time.