Skip to main content

Ezra: a hip cat, a hit with the ladies



Of course, the reason that I like the name Ezra, and I think the reason that Jen likes it, is the result of a few things. One, it works well with 'Henry'; and two, it works well with 'McCracken'. This should not be discounted lightly, and awful lot of names were discarded for this very reason. Third, it is a real name, but is kind of different. I say 'kind of' different, because it is left field enough, without being so removed that people have never heard of it. Fourth, well, this is a subjective thing, and Ezra sounds like the name of a cowboy (think High Noon), and cowboys are cool.

Comments

Neva said…
He will love his name and if he doesn't...well...he gets to name his own kids whatever he wants!
Names seem to be a big issue in NZ. Here the story of poor "Talula Does the Hula from Hawai". She won! Hence Ezra might, too.

Was Ezra Pound an inspiration at all?
~tanty~ said…
I think Ezra is a very sweet name. I like it too.
Sue said…
Ezra is a wonderful name. I think you chose well.
kaa said…
Congrats on the arrival of Ezra! An unique name. Also thank u for your continued support of HelsinkiVantaa DP.
Kris McCracken said…
"Talula Does the Hula from Hawaii" is indeed a shocker of a name, but I saw that story on the BBC, and felt that the twins named "Fish" and "Chips" was either pure genius or absolute insanity.

Ezra Pound is certainly the foremost 'Ezra' in my mind (prior to my Ezra, that is), but I wouldn't say that I named him after him. I like some of Pound's work, not so much the serious fits of religious enthusiasm. The guy himself doesn't seem particularly likable, but if I use that to rule out a writer, I'd have to burn most of my favourite books!
Unknown said…
Congratulations!!!
What a bundleof joy he is. This picture reminds me of a picture in Colin Powell's bio where his parents placed him butt naked like this on a leopard skin.

Ezra's gonna protest when he grows up...
Love the name Ezra! Great and beautiful photo! Congratulations again!
Petrea Burchard said…
Kris, you are so kind to come to my blog whenever you do, cut/paste comment or not. It's impossible to get to them all (don't I know it!) even during a normal day. Your days aren't going to be "normal" for quite some time. What blessing that is, eh?
Pepe Alcaide said…
Felicidades por tu nuevo hijo. Ezra es un niño guapo con un bonito y diferente nombre. Gracias por tus visitas a mi blog.
Kitty said…
wow. It is hard to believe we all started out like this.

He is mesmerizing, I have to say. Helpless, pink, prone.

It's nice to hear of how intensely you feel at this stage. I guess I am naive..I never thought fathers would be so actively happy, yknow? I mean, tired, involved, yes. But smitten and happy. It's wonderful!
Kris McCracken said…
RSS feeds Petrea, that's the key! I have a folder with a heap of daily photo blogs that I can load up each day and tour the world without costing a cent!

Popular posts from this blog

Lost inside an adorable illusion and I cannot hide, I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside, we could've made it cruising, yeah.

Yes it is Theme Thusday again, and today we are talking GLASS . I've three possible hooks to hang my [glass] hat on with this theme. First, the photo! Yes, it is the river again from an odd angle in an interesting light. You can just make out the bottom, which should tell you that I'm right on the shore. In some ways, the distortion of the stones below the surface reminds me of ye olde glass windows, what they call "cylinder blown sheet glass". You can still find some of this around Hobart these days. Thw second link comes from a trip I took to Venice a few years back. You're probably aware that Venice was (is?) a glass-making centre of excellence. If you have ever been there and taken the tour of the glass factories, you might be familiar with the sheer amount of coloured glass that sits at the bottom of the water there. These fragments of glass have been worn down and had their edges dulled by their time in the water, which makes them ample keepsakes for the ...

Hold me now, oh hold me now, until this hour has gone around. And I'm gone on the rising tide, to face Van Dieman's Land

Theme Thursday again, and this one is rather easy. I am Tasmanian, you see, and aside from being all around general geniuses - as I have amply described previously - we are also very familiar with the concept of WATER. Tasmania is the ONLY island state of an ISLAND continent. That means, we're surrounded by WATER. That should help explain why I take so many photographs of water . Tasmania was for a long time the place where the British (an island race terrified of water) sent their poor people most vile and horrid criminals. The sort of folk who would face the stark choice of a death sentence , or transportation to the other end of the world. Their catalogue of crimes is horrifying : stealing bread assault stealing gentlemen's handkerchiefs drunken assault being poor affray ladies being overly friendly with gentlemen for money hitting people having a drink and a laugh public drunkenness being Irish Fenian terrorist activities being Catholic religious subversion. ...

Happy anniversary baby, got you on my mind

No it is not a webcam, but this photograph was taken a mere forty-five ago on my way in to work. Here you can see a good old fashioned Hobart autumn morning, with the rain pelting down and me getting drenched. This one was taken on the corner of Macquarie and Elizabeth, while I was waiting for the lights to change. Come on Ampelmännchen ! Today is my wedding anniversary, an apparently I need to be showering Jen with leather -related goodies. Va-va-vaVOOM! To you Jennifer, here is a poem I wrote this very morning. Anniversary I love you i love you iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I LOVE you I love YOU iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I LOVE YOU iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou Happy anniversary