Today My Name is Lissie

Ideally I'd really like some meaningful historic figure to talk about here. Or something awesome. But as it turns out today I'm Lissie and that's not exactly a meaningful historic name. Or awesome. But this is a great opportunity to talk about where we are as a society. Since I've been watching a lot of The West Wing recently, this will be my State of the Union address.

Not that long ago - and by not that long ago, I mean it, like five/ten years ago - people became famous the traditional way. By doing something extraordinary and then other people noticing. Now people become famous by doing nothing remotely extraordinary and posting it on YouTube. I understand the desire to catalog every minute detail of your life and wanting the world to listen. Hey, I Tweet. I completely-ruining-my-life book status update. Ever worse, I Foursquare. I get what The Presidents of the United States of America were singing about.

The part I have problems understanding is why we care. What propels us to watch a video of somebody we've never met doing something unremarkable? Is it voyeurism? If that's the case go be a peeping tom, I'm sure you'll voir way more interesting things than what people post online. And there is an added bonus that you might by chance, accidentally, do something interesting and happen upon living your life instead of just watching other people live theirs.

Are we instead driven by insecurity? Does watching other people do stupid things make us feel better about ourselves? If that's the case go volunteer at a soup kitchen. Then you can do something good for other people and still feel good about yourself. Or just go make fun of homeless people you insensitive asshole.

The cup that inspired it all:

Lissie is a singer who became famous by singing other people's songs in videos on YouTube. She is, I'm more than willing to admit, an extremely talented singer. And she has written her own songs. But it really bums me out that this is how things work now.

Today my name is Lisa

Today I will be Lisa del Giocondo - also known as Lisa Gherardini or Lisa di Antonio Maria Gherardini. But most importantly, the one that everyone should be familiar with - also known as Mona Lisa.

You know, her


The Mona Lisa (the painting, not the woman) was a portrait of Mona Lisa (the woman, not the painting) commissioned by her husband. It wasn't until well after her death that the painting became famous.

I'm going to ignore the part where she married an old man and had six children. It's so incredible to think that the things that we do now, the things that we don't see as being extraordinary, can make such a huge difference later. (I'm realistic, I know this isn't likely, but it does happen). "The things you do now matter. The things you don't do matter." -Dead Like Me

Today my name is Stacey

Well. This is pretty close to Lacey, but...something about horse shoes.


Stacey means either bountiful grapes or resurrection (obviously Lacey means lace-like, which clearly I'm not).

Growing up (because children are horrible people) we used to call girls named Stacey "spacey Stacey". I'm not sure that bountiful grapes or resurrection really work with the spacey thing, but kids aren't clever, just mean.

There have been a lot of sports and music people named Stacey, a pole vaulter, some models and politicians but I don't really feel like being any of those things today. Instead I am Stacy Brooks - activist.

Well really, today I'm Stacy Brooks because she's an activist who speaks out against Scientology. Amazing. Stacy was in the "organization" for 15 years before leaving and now speaks out against them, participates in lawsuits against them and helps people leaving the "organization" recover from the abuse of the "organization".

Here's a quote, "The truth is much simpler: I am no longer under the influence of the coercive and manipulative methods of Scientology and I can now see how abusive the practices of this group are. There are many people who are still its psychological and emotional captives."

You go Stacy!

Lacey for a change

Sooooooo. Originally the thought was that I'd post an update 5 times a week (the 5 days I get coffee while at work). But I've had a cold for a couple of weeks and haven't been drinking coffee. I promise that I'll have a new hilarious name soon!

Today My Name Is Lisse

This morning the lovely cashier at a nearby coffee shop (yeah Stalkerbucks, whatever) decided that Lacey sounds like Lisse. I guess I can see that. Sort of.


Originally my thought for the blog was that I would google the name I had been given that day and read about whatever famous/notable people had been given that name before me. However, in my google search I found that Lisse is a town in South Holland and is home to the world's largest flower garden. Today I will gladly be a flower garden.