named after my uncle's fatal disease Yeah, I know I'm being super prolific in the writing department today, but I just found out that there is a cartoon called the Life and Times of Juniper Lee that came out a little while after my daughter was born. You know, when you and your spaced-out hippie husband name your daughter after a tree you expect that she will never have to suffer the indignity of there being a stupid cartoon character with the EXACT SAME FIRST AND MIDDLE FUCKING NAME as she does. I wouldn't be surprised if some creative consultant searched the net and found Juni's name on there, and decided to name the cartoon after her. Because really, I had never heard the name Juniper before we came up with it. The closest thing was that Donovan song Jennifer/Juniper, and he was comparing a woman, Jennifer, to a juniper tree. The woman's name wasn't Juniper. So, yeah, I'm fucking ranting mad. For some reason I'm getting that indignant and powerless feeling that I remember having all the time as a 13-year-old living out in the country with no friends or transportation. I don't really remember why I felt like that, but I guess I did. And I do again now. |