Please, give me a name
The guy that writes this blog found me last night in a block of wood that he was carving but he’s not going to paint me until he has a name for me. I heard him say something about a name would help him figure out what colors I should be. You should know that I’m a guy or a really ugly woman with the whole beard thing going on. Right now I’m a little rough around the edges, I heard him say something about cleaning me up with some tools before he paints me. Sounds thrilling even though I don’t know what that really means. Please help me come up with a name. I don’t want to go through life painted the wrong colors because he got my name wrong.
- Kim Dailey