I find this extremely amusing.

If you Google Image search "christian asshole" the first result is a pic of Bush and Cheney.

If you Google Image search "lord of the dance" the second result is a dog.

If you Google Image search "leg of duck" the first result is a map.

If you Google Image search "black and blue" the first result is a scene from "The Wizard of Oz" with the Scarecrow, the Cowardly Lion, Dorothy and the Tin Man.

If you Google Image search "eat tinfoil" the second result is a cat sprawled on the ground with two beer bottles on top of it.

If you Google Image search "eat pine cones" the fourth result is a basset hound.

If you Google Image search "evil avocado" the second result is a hockey game.

No, I'm not bored at all. Why do you ask?

There is absolutely nothing more relaxing than holding a sleeping newborn.

The kid's got a name, people. Wait for it... waaaaiiiiit for it.... LINCOLN.

Lincoln Joshua Paul Sabin Gilliland. Dude, he matches me in middle names. *shakes fist*

They named him Lincoln for several reasons. It means "home by the pond," and he was born in our hot tub out back. Abraham Lincoln was arguably the greatest president this country has ever seen. Lincoln County is where his paternal grandfather lives. It's uncommon enough to satisfy my mom's needs, and recognizable enough to appease my stepdad. Annnnd.... it shortens to "Link." My brothers' names (Cordell and Clayton) shorten to useful objects (Cord and Clay). Also, it's the name of a character in the video game "Legend of Zelda," so my brothers are happy with it.

Joshua is my stepdad's best friend's name, and Paul is his father's. Sabin is a tribute to my mom's last name- it's not hyphenated, but it's there, like the rest of us.

Anyhoo. Cherries and fig-flavored chocolate to you all. *hugs*