Why you never tell anyone your child’s name until it’s born.
God knows it’s better than Lester.
Well, then that can lead to disasters and poor choices* made under duress. Discuss the name with a trusted few.
*hard to spell, gender neutral, super-easy to be made fun of, ethnic, too rare, super-popular, trendy. (Oh and it’s not the fathers name leading to the totally stupid Junior, II, etc)
Pexall can also be spelled Pexil, Pecsall, or Pexal. The most notable bearer of this name was Pexall Brocas, who I first came across while reading a list of the participants of the Whitehall Accession Day Tilt of 1589.
In 1552 Henry Cary was allowed to alienate the manor to Robert Brocas. The latter died in 1558 and was succeeded by his son Bernard Brocas, who died in 1589, leaving the manorial lordship to his son Pexal or Pepal Brocas, then aged twenty-one years. Mr. Pexal Brocas achieved fame, or rather notoriety; his amiable weakness is sufficiently indicated by the following entry in the register: “1610, December x. Mary, a bastard, the reputed daughter of Mr. Pepoll Brocas and Anne Winckeworth, bapt.” His frailties accumulating, Mr., now Sir, Pexal Brocas, on Sunday, October 24, 1613, expiated his sins of commission by doing open penance at St. Paul’s Cross. “He stood in a white sheet, and held a stick in his hand, having been convicted before the High Commissioners for secret and notorious adultery with divers women.”
“Divers” indeed must the women have been; a writer in the British Magazine" (August 1767) states that he was informed by Lady Gardner (Sir P. Brocas’s great-granddaughter) that Sir Pexal had seventy children born to him, but only one son by his lady.
(From the Gentleman’s Magazine, vol. 292.)
Pexall Brocas was also reportedly one of the last English nobleman to have employed a personal jester.
My partner wanted Sebastian if we had a boy. We had a girl. There are two Sebastians in her class. They both get called Seb.
I should also add that, according to Babylon 5, Sebastian is the real name of Jack the Ripper. It could be his last name, though.
[lower class Boston accent]
Bastid
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Maybe the kid will grow up to be a racecar driver; for some reason there´s a whole swarm of Sebastians in European racing. Sebastien Loeb just won the World Rally championship for the seventh time, Sebastian Vettel is the new Formula One champion, last year both of the Torro Rosso team drivers were named Sebastian (Buemi and Bordais) and there are more in other formulas.
I dunno. For some reason, the name makes me think of Cockney pickpockets.
When I realized that JR Ewing was basically going through life being called the equivalent of “sonny”, I suddenly found myself on his side. I’d be out to screw the world too, if everybody called me “sonny”…
Not sharing the baby’s name until deliery can lead to quite horrible drama on its own. We were mad enough about The Nephew not getting Dad’s name having had time to swallow the pill; being told “no, no, his name is not Jaime” after that first cooing at him could have led to faintings. Oh, and if you know that your reason to choose a particular name will offend your whole in-law gang… don’t share it. Ever. Doing so at the baptismal waters (where said in-laws can’t place the kid on the altar while they beat the everliving shit out of you) is extremely uncouth, but really, you simply should keep your mouth shut.
Or, just not use a name that will offend the whole in-law gang, maybe?
My wife and I actually made a game out of it for the baby shower. We decided on names, and created a Super Bowl Pool style grid with seven first names across the top and seven middle names down the side. Each guest got to buy a square for a dollar and write their name and a little note on the board. Then, at the end, we announced the name, and the winner got to keep the dough. Our winner decided to give the money to the child, we still have it waiting for him in an envelope, and the game board is in the attic.
Of course, my family isn’t hung up on names or trying to honor someone by forcing our child to be named after him. It would make for a boring/dangerous game if everyone thought it would be some combination of the grandfather’s names.
Wait, so one douchebag acts like a 12-year-old and that behavior ruins the mood for everyone for the entire evening? What kind of supernatural power does this brother possess anyway, that he can command and control the mood of everyone else at a family gathering? If the mood was ruined, that’s because everyone else allowed the brother to continue acting like a putz and nobody bothered to call him out. At the very least, the host and older brother should have served him a steaming cup of STFU, but nobody should allow one jerk to bring down the whole room.
Eleanor Roosevelt said that nobody can make you feel inferior without your permission. If other people felt badly because of Douchebag’s behavior… frankly, that’s on them, not on Douchebag.
QFT, and note ladies this applies to wedding especially. Yes, there *will *be a douchebag at your wedding who will act up. Whether you let them “ruin” the wedding or whether you chalk it up as a interesting family story- that’s your choice. Unless they burn down the hall, no wedding is “ruined” by one douchebag or one accident.
Did he end up going to MIT?
I keep reading this thread as My brother insulted my brothers prick. blau blau blau.
Sebastian is a perfectly cromulent name. For a cat!
I really can’t get behind naming a kid “Sebastian”. However, not unlike your brother, it’s not my place to say so and though I couldn’t agree more,just should not be done to his face. Couldn’t the mocking have waited until he was with some other branch of the family?
Well, that would certainly have been a preferred option, but the offence wasn’t in the name itself, it was on the reason to choose it (the name my father used and which he’d inherited from a relative himself wasn’t good enough; the name her own father despised so much that his own son didn’t know it was one of his names was fine - o… k…). So by merely keeping her trap shut, SiL would have managed to make her side of the family happy without causing my side to almost have a collective heart attack. The second baby around, she wanted to use a name from her side of the family again and to spell out why again at the baptism, and Bro told her he loved her and would rather not divorce her, which he might have to do if she told a whole church that she was naming her daughter my mother’s name but not after my mother because “she’s not really in our family, you know” (when it comes to our side of the family, that lass has all the subtlety of a drunk rhino)… They prepared a list of names from neither side and let the Kidlet choose the one he liked best, instead.
To me, Sebastian is the cat from Josie and the Pussycats. It’s still a cool name, though!
Older bro’s long hair, however, does deserve to be mocked.
Bolding mine.
I thought of him as well, but to nitpick, it’s “Bourdais”. Sébastien Bourdais - Wikipedia
He got into a great rivalry with PT (Paul Tracy) in Champ Cars a few years ago. Bourdais was nicknamed “Seabass” as well.
By the by, I can think of many worse names than “Sebastian”. “Cody” for one.