i had no idea!

who knew the prestige was not only a souce of very attractive men but also a source of historical facts! thanks steamjournal!

recently, one of the overly fertile female roswellians in HR spawned a truly beautiful baby boy and gave him an irish name. while the mother is the devil incarnate (only more putrid) the whole thing reminded me of this lovely 4th of july party i went to, oh, like 6 years ago. in addition to drinking daiquries while lounging on a trampoline, this party featured two of the most adorable kids ever - with two of the best names ever. at least, i remembered them being awesome, but i couldn't remember what they were, which was an-NOY-ing. so - i went to the internets which contains a site all about irish baby names! the baby girl was saoirse ("sear-sha") and the little boy was either finnley or cian ("key-in"). i just remember liking it a lot, and it was hard to say when drunk so my money's on cian. and for the record, i still think those are some pretty kick ass names.

also, it turns out that alanna is gaelic, not italian. i know, it shocked me too.

and the last new thing i've learned this week (that's right, i'm refusing to learn anything new until sunday morning): when you're scheduled for surgery you have to have 3 pre-op appts. yes, 3. one with your regular doc, one with the specialist/surgeon, and one with a random doc at the hospital. i find this rather unnerving. how many people does it take to make sure i won't die when i'm placed in a gas-induced coma?! on the plus side, i've already had an MRI for the first time (very cozy, i would have fallen asleep if it wasn't so loud) and i'll get to have an EKG! so, ya know, that's something to look forward to.

and in the interest of gearing up for st. patty's day - i'm going to wear green every day next week. i'm thinking i'll limit it to only grass and kelly green to make it a bit more of an effort.