Why MySpace is scary
I did a search for my niece tonight, who is about to turn 15. (15? Sniff.) She isn't on MySpace, as far as I can tell. (Phew.)
So then I did a search for my other
niece, my sister's husband's daughter. She's on there. 19 years old and pregnant. This much
I knew. That goddamn Souljah Boy song blares when her page loads. Jesus H.
On MySpace, it says that she is married. However, they had called off the wedding, that ne I was really conflicted about going to. Is there something she's not telling us? The reason they called it off is pretty hilarious, in a Jerry-Springer sort of way. Ay de mi.
Her username is uhh.. asianluvr something-something. Heh, well, I guess we do
have something in common. ;)
Lastly, she announces that the creature inhabiting her womb is a boy. The profile says, and I quote: "My Baby boy Radon, i want him out right now!!"
Forgive me if it is some sort of teen-ager lingo that I am too old to grasp, but that sentence to me looks as if she is referring to her baby boy as Radon. RADON.
Now, coming off an evening hanging out with the OG Byron (he was in South Florida so he came over for dinner and a couple hours of shootin' the shit), during which we discussed the absolutely crazy baby names people come up with, I am thinking: PLEASE DON'T NAME YOUR BABY RADON. Please? I should probably send her a MySpace message to that effect.