{"id":1024,"date":"2008-12-30T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-12-30T07:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wendybrandes.com\/blog\/?p=1024"},"modified":"2009-06-19T15:46:44","modified_gmt":"2009-06-19T19:46:44","slug":"say-my-name-say-my-name","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wendybrandes.com\/blog\/2008\/12\/say-my-name-say-my-name\/","title":{"rendered":"Say My Name, Say My Name"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I was a kid, &#8220;personalized&#8221; shizz was really popular. Personalized keychains, personalized bookmarks, personalized license plates for your bike, personalized shoelaces for your sneakers.  It wasn&#8217;t personally personalized just for you, of course. You bought the stuff ready-made in the drugstore or <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Caldor\">Caldor<\/a> or another place like that.   I was always very hurt when there wasn&#8217;t a &#8220;Wendy&#8221; item on the racks. It wasn&#8217;t a common enough name to be there consistently.<\/p>\n<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/design-a-product-llc1.amazonwebstore.com\/I-Love-Wendy-Keychain\/M\/B000HNB1WG.htm?traffic_src=froogle&amp;utm_medium=organic&amp;utm_source=froogle\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 84px;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_gTmdbGeiE-E\/SVkU7bgHgAI\/AAAAAAAAG4M\/Dnz5BlMoT8U\/s320\/41SVSPC806L._SL160_.jpg\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285278648923291650\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>I wonder what has happened to the personalized <a href=\"http:\/\/www.merriam-webster.com\/dictionary\/tchotchkes\">tchotchke<\/a> business, what with people giving their children names like <a href=\"http:\/\/stereogum.com\/archives\/pilot-inspektor-named-after-grandaddy-song_001749.html\">Pilot Inspektor<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.cbsnews.com\/stories\/2005\/06\/04\/entertainment\/main699675.shtml\">Moxie CrimeFighter<\/a> and <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Erie_Lackawanna_Railway\">Erie Lackawanna<\/a>. (That last one is actually the name of a railway, but I always thought it would make a good baby name.) I wonder if the tchotchke people still think Wendy is so outlandish and rare.<\/p>\n<p>In addition to a dearth of keychains, there aren&#8217;t many well-known songs that mention a &#8220;Wendy.&#8221; (For the last time, &#8220;Windy&#8221; by the Association doesn&#8217;t count!) Jenny gets her name AND phone number in <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=lqUPApCUt90\">a song title<\/a>, and I get a tiny mention from <a href=\"http:\/\/www.lyricsfreak.com\/b\/bruce+springsteen\/born+to+run_20025020.html\">Bruce Springsteen<\/a>? Unfair. Anyway, I think it&#8217;s morbidly amusing that a rare Wendy song &#8212; &#8220;Tomorrow, Wendy&#8221; by Concrete Blonde &#8212; is one of the most depressing songs in the world. Here it is. I&#8217;d say, &#8220;Enjoy!&#8221; but that might be impossible. How about: &#8220;Listen as long as you can bear it but if you feel suicidal, stop immediately.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><object height=\"344\" width=\"425\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/46_Ynl1ARgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/46_Ynl1ARgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" height=\"344\" width=\"425\"><\/embed><\/object><br \/><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">There&#8217;s no video, just audio.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:100%;\">UPDATED TO ADD: Gorgeous blogger <a href=\"http:\/\/the-coveted.com\/blog\/\">Jennine<\/a> points out that I left out the super-obvious &#8220;Wendy&#8221; by the Beach Boys, which I think I tend to block from my consciousness because my name sounds so ridiculous in Beach Boy harmony. But here it is. Consider it the antidote to the Concrete Blonde song.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><object height=\"344\" width=\"425\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/XCEUOfiZsnA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/XCEUOfiZsnA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" height=\"344\" width=\"425\"><\/embed><\/object> <\/script><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was a kid, &#8220;personalized&#8221; shizz was really popular. Personalized keychains, personalized bookmarks, personalized license plates for your bike, personalized shoelaces for your sneakers. It wasn&#8217;t personally personalized just for you, of course. You bought the stuff ready-made in the drugstore or Caldor or another place like that. 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