My friends Sam & Linda texted me today at 7:25 am to say their (firstborn) daughter Velouria and son Jim were born earlier this morning. My Velouria is a Pixies song, Jim is - I'm guessing here - a reference to J. G. Thirlwell aka Foetus + Jim Reid in The Jesus & Mary Chain. Those 2 Jims are Sam's favourite artists, as far as I know.
Sam is one of the people I've known the longest, since I was 16 and he was 19. He was the coolest person I'd ever met, back then (I'm pretty sure he's aware of that..) and he's still pretty awesome. As is his wife Linda. I could go on and on about their general awesomeness and how Sam has helped me a lot with jobs & whatnot (he's my self-proclaimed agent) during these years, but this will have to do for now.
Weird fact: I was wide awake at 6 am, thinking about Sam's & Linda's twins, and wondering if they had been born yet. I hadn't thought about them since around Christmas, when they were semi-expected to be born. (I'm usually not awake at 6 am, thinking about other people's childbirth.) Then I got the text message 1½ hours later. That was weird.
PS: I took the shot right after I got the sms, so bedhead & handheld is ON THE HOUSE!