Well there goes that

I spent a good hour and a half throwing two layers of stitches into the head of a borderline white supremacist ("I don't think I hate black people or Jews, I just don't really know any or want to"). I passed the time by trying my best to make neutral conversation with his "third and final baby-mama," as he introduced her to me.

This snipped of conversation pretty much changed the destiny of my unborn child.

Baby-mama 3: What are you thinking of naming your baby?

Me, reluctantly: common boy name

BM3: No!! No way!!! That's what my first baby-daddy is named and he always locked up. He been locked up like 3 times in the past year. Don't choose that name.

Yup, back to babynames.com I go.