Behind the name.... oh, the website that you are. Always filled with hidden gems and oddities....
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Behind the name.... oh, the website that you are. Always filled with hidden gems and oddities....
The man on the radio wishes us all a happy Monday, says it would have been Cilla Black's birthday today. He's playing a little something from Paul Weller's new album '66', 'Ship of Fools.' I do like a bit of Mr Weller, but I'm not a fan of Cilla. The traffic lady and the man on the radio compare strangely named spots of Ireland, Five Mile Ditch, Inch Beach and Vinegar Hill to name but a few.
No sunshine, but at least it's not raining. No need to worry about the length of 'the umbrella' list.
Petals ... s/he loves me, s/he loves me not ... 'Ah sure, you're grand petal' ... petals as confetti, pot pourri, a romantic bedroom gesture ... scattered on water in remembrance ... used in salads, on cakes, in oils ... stuck to the soles of shoes and carried elsewhere.
Petals spotted, admired and camera caught.
Lavender lemonade ... Dandelion wine ... Hibiscus tea ... conjures up delicious aromas ........ but I'm quite happy with my morning coffee.
A friend of mine adored dandelion wine, but that's a story for another day ...
First result on Google, "last names start with a"
ALPACAS
I once heard someone refer to alpacas as “giraffe sheep” and I just wanted to let you all know that’s what I’ll be calling them from now on
SPREAD THE WORD! GIRAFFE SHEEP FOR EVERYONE!!!
ok so my name isnt spelt the common way (Andrei, with an I at the end) and of course, Starbucks is infamous for its inability to spell names correctly. so a thing me and my friends do (and I'm sure loads more people) is give them a different name. the photos are shown in chronological order. (cuz i only started going this year) (and I'm 15) the names I usually give have some sort of thought put in to them:
Asher: i wanted people to call me ash, but then I thought they were gonna think I was being sketchy so I lengthened it to asher
Joshua: i asked my friends what my would be if I didn't have my current name and one answer was Joshua. also cuz a girl I barely know in my grade thought my name was Joshua. and because Joven, my sweet bb boi
Mark: another answer my friends gave me
Matt: one of the lesser said answers that my friends gave me. also because of sohinki. (and Matt Raub by extension) :))
Dame: this i think is my fault cuz I don't think I was loud enough. the Starbucks I went to for this one was noisy so I don't think they heard me well enough. I wanted it to say my name was Damien. (because, well, I think you know)
Behbeh
Welcome to Knoxville, where a burger restaurant named Burgers is across the street from a restaurant called Pizza and Indian Food, which I presume serves pizza and Indian food. Kay.
First Fari and then uncle-grandpa