Here's a thought. I often think about what I'm going to name my children. Names I like are like Ethan, Adelaide, Andie, Zeke, Noah...you know.
But the far more entertaining thought is what I'm NOT going to name them. Today's answer is Barfuss. That name couldn't be worse. I feel so much sympathy towards all those burdened with that name. I will also not name my son Mohonri. Really? Yes. Found him on facebook. There is no reason to name your kid such a terrible name other than to be super religious and flashy about your mormonness. (Imagine if the kid left the church...oooh...)
I don't understand why when there's so many normal names in the universe people have to come up with super creative, psycho ones. Today I will put together a random jumble of letters and call my child that name! Jutileanna (pronounced Jew-till-ee-anna) IS NOT A NAME!! (note: I really did just make that up. As a matter to prove my point.)
Don't get me wrong, being named Dylan has been cause for great reflection as to if parents name their children what they do for the purpose of torture, but I love my name now. And although it's not normally a girl's name, it's a name. Which is the key.