Paul
What do you think of when you hear this name?
I think of the alien when I hear this name.
However, I'm starting to encounter a lot of douchebags named Paul.
Not to be a downer but it makes me think of a good friend of mine who tragically lost his life two summers ago. That was his name.
In his honor I named one of my many succulents after him. So now when I think of the name Paul I think of my green spiky succulent.
Yes, all of my succulents have names. 😁🌱🪴
“Yes, all of my succulents have names”
Oh this is so encouraging to hear! I’m really glad that I’m not the only weirdo who does this 😂
Sorry for your loss sweetheart. Paul was lucky to have a friend like you.
Oh, I'm sure we're not the only ones who name our plants. I currently have 10 succulents and each of them have names although sometimes I forget them and have to start over. 😂
Thanks. ❤️ Interestingly enough he was a friend from IMDb and we kept in touch for years after it shut down. He was a sweet fella. (I do have friends in person, too. 😂)
I haven't named my plants, but perhaps I should, now that you mention it.
I have given nicknames to a number of my neighbors.
Bad Boy – drug dealer, in and out of the pokey
Pajama Man – stands outside in his pjs, sipping a Big Gulp and smoking. He’s also the person who once rode a bicycle down the sidewalk, while wearing said pjs, but also with a 5-foot inflated female doll under his arm. In case you're wondering, yes, the doll was naked.
Bozo – next-door neighbor who is actually a Messy Marvin, among other things.
Billy Idle – sits in his car in the alley, with the loud engine running, for as long as 30 minutes.
Scooter Boy – teenager who constantly rides an electric scooter on the sidewalk, at speed.
The Dog Boys – two fellows from the next block who pass by my house almost every day, each with their dog, on the way to and from the nearby park.
And yes, I too, am sorry for the loss of your friend. My condolences. 🌹
Thank you. ❤️
It sounds like you have some very entertaining neighbors! Most of mine are not quite as exciting, but I do have one neighbor who claims to watch his yard and our cul-de-sac on a set of computer monitors in his living room. We call him the Batman because he looks out for the cul-de-sac.