This was the lead pic on the litter on my doorstep this morning. Check the caption.
I know better than to make fun of someone's name. You know, when some poor soul introduces themselves as "Mary Christmas" or "Dylan Walsh," the better instinct is just to say "Pleased to meet ya." Because they've already heard all the jokes for their entire damn lives.
But I can't let it go without note that our illustrious mayor, the Gavster, took a date named Brittanie Mountz to the symphony last night. I'm sure she's a lovely, cultured, educated, sweet girl, and according to the Chron:
He let his date, Brittanie Mountz, play the straight man, as she extolled the virtues of the performing arts and civic participation.
The poor, poor dear. Brittanie Mountz.