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Why a psuedonym?

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

My reason, because its cool to have a pseudonym. The other reasons, because of Internet security. I'm also giving one to my wife and son. I am tired of referring them as my wife and son. They need names, cool names. So from now one, I dub them.......Punch and Judy......(deafening silence because no one gets the joke).......just kidding then........ I haven't decided yet, I may ask my wife (see there I go again).

I have always been a fan of dreadfully obvious, non-creative names. Sort of like the Irony of Kahn "Connie" Souphanousinphone, Jr. from King of the Hill. With such and interesting last name like Souphanousinphone, her dog was named "Doggy". In that vein, I could call them "Wifey" and "Sonny", but "Sonny" would make me feel old. So y'all will have to wait for the big unveiling in a future post. Yes, I know that you can probably find their names in previous posts, but for the future they will have new ones.

As far as my new pseudonym I've also considered Damian "David" Bacho. Hey, I was 10 or 11 when I thought that up. I used to have a penchant for the name "Damian" but that has gone away. Though I have been really proud of my middle name. I was named for my late Grandpa Crane, Ralph. In 3rd grade, we had 4, count them 4, David's in my class. I wanted to go by Ralph because I have always liked that name. (My favorite book at the time was Ralph S. Mouse.) You would have though the Earth had ended when I told my parents, and soon everyone was back to calling me David. I even had a best friend named David.

Years later, I went to England and discovered that the name Ralph is actually pronounced like the American name "Rafe" in England and is a common name of the Aristocracy. Since most of my ancestry hales from England, I always thought that was cool. However, I'm not going by my middle name. I though about the pet names my wife calls me, but I don't want to sicken my readers. Although, my son has taken to calling me by them at times. Its a little disconcerting to hear a 2 year old yell "Snugglebum" down the stairs.

I guess I could go by my real name. After all, I have always liked it. Three names, all five letters each. It kind of rolls off the tongue and has a certain symmetry that I really like as it plays into my OCD. Though, I have never figured out why no one can figure out how to spell my last name. For some reason they don't ever go for the obvious. I mean, really, how many ways can you spell "Crane". Let's see: Krain, Krane, Kraene, Crain, Craine, Crainer, Craner, Krayn. Yes, I have actually seen them all over the last 31 years. I love the "Oh now don't I feel stupid" look I get from them when I actually have to spell it for them, almost daily. It's not like I have a last name like Souphanousinphone.

Tune back in, the PseudoKraine family will be introduced soon!!!!!


Update: I have decided on our pseudo names......drum roll please.........and the winners are:

Me - DRC

Wife - SLou (Believe it or not, she actually will sign her name like this sometimes.)

Son - Bubs (In trying to find a suitable pseudonym for my dear son, I realized that we haven't come up with a very good nickname but that's actually what we call him.)

One Blog to Rule Them All

This was my first Blog.  It was supposed to be for just about everything.  Then I got the idea that readers (not that I have any) may not like the widely varying content, from highly religious to political and philisophical musings to the daily grind of life.  So I started several other blogs, each directed at a specific content.  One blog to record religious thoughts, another to highlight the everyday musings of my son.

Then there was the "Missive Blog" where I decided I would write everything in the form of a letter and I had to write one everyday for 30 days.  Someone said that if you do something 30 times in a row, it will become a habit.  They were wrong (at least when it comes to blogging).  I wrote a letter for everyday just to accomplish my goal, and then.........I stopped.  I really should have known this.   My first piano teacher used to tell me the same thing about practicing, but it doesn't work either.  And lets just not even get into scripture reading and prayer.  Truth is, scheduling is not really about habit, but rather about priorities.  When it was my goal, I made it a priority to write everyday, then it didn't matter because I no longer had a goal.  Priorities change.

Strangely enough I put a lot of time into making that [Missive] blog look different.  I was still never really happy with it.  Whereas this one still has the same basic blogger template it started with.  But it works, because it feels right.  So we stay with the "dark dots" despite some need to have something completely original.  The fact of the matter is, you can make a blog look pretty and original, but its the content that really matters.  If someone isn't drawn in by what you write, then what's the point?

I'm not sure my writing will draw people in; and I'm quite sure some of my opinions may even drive people away.  However, that's just who I am.  I have great ideas to "wax platitudinous" (bad esoteric pun completely intended) about and sometimes I just need to vent or share an experience.  Because of this, I think I am going to combine all my blogs into one.  I will probably keep the others active, but make all the posts available here.  So just get ready to have a spiritual thought one day and a political rant the next with a bit of my son's potty training adventures thrown in to keep it interesting.  Because (to bastardize a famous quote):

One blog to rule them all, One blog to find them, One to bring them all and in the "dark dots" bind them.

Flux

My life seems to be continually in a state of Flux. Everything in flux all the time. Money, job, family, church, mind, heart soul. But I'm okay with it.  I am finally learning that happiness in life does not come from outer stability, but rather inner peace.  Accepting that life will always change and celebrating that change instead of fighting resolves so many inner conflicts.