My true name is analogous to the English "Randolph" and descends from the Anglo-Saxon "roont," as in "runt," "whelp," "little one," or offspring, or "suckled by," and "vulf," or "wolf." So yes, I'm a son-of-a-bitch! Apparently the Germanic tribes had their variation on the Romulus & Remus legend.
Once, in college, the campus cops came for me: I was sitting on top of snowpile in my skivvies, drunk and howling at the moon.
Very original even if your true name is from the antiquities.
You remind me of one of my children. When away at college for the first semester come All Hallows' Eve he was found wandering around the in town cemetery with some class mates dressed as ghosts, running around to test the spirits, howling at the moon.
It wasn't the spirits who were tested. The local neighbors called the police on them, and they were told to go home.
That beautiful new dorm sheet I paid good money for my kid to have a well stocked dorm room? It came home with two holes cut out for where his eyes went.
Happy New Year back, Caffiend.
My true Hebrew name btw is Davidah Naomi and Ruth. I'm named after King David, Naomi and Ruth his ancestors.
My parents had no clue when they named me the English equivalent. I used to not like my birth name. Have grown into it as I grew up. My daddy named me. My middle name was in honor of my Hebrew grandmother. Otherwise, they didn't have a clue as to my Jewish name/s. It's something I learned after learning more about my Jewish roots.
Am Y'Israel Chai!
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caffiend Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Once, in college, the campus cops came for me: I > was sitting on top of snowpile in my skivvies, > drunk and howling at the moon.
I'd pay good money to see photos of that...:)
Go howl at the moon tonight. If you can see it through all that Northeast snow!
Saw it last night but too cold to stay out very long, subzero. I have always enjoyed winter full moons more than any other because they get so high in the sky a few hours after rising. Light reflecting off the snow last night turned night into day. The coyotes liked it too, they howled for hours.
It sounds like you're out in the boondocks. Howling coyotes and all.
I love waxing crescent moons.
When one of my children spent four + years working for the DreamWorks Animation Studios, the little boy sitting on the crescent moon with a fishing pole will be forever linked to memories of my children and their daydreams growing up.
For all the animated movies I took them too it didn't occur to me then I had a budding animator in the family that would one day work among the stars of Hollywood.