Dare To Be Heinie!
One night last week, Laura and I were laying in bed, both reading recent issues of The East Village Inky, a zine that she picks up whenever we go to See Hear in the city (we’re such hipsters!). It’s a really charming handwritten (and drawn) zine about a family living in Brooklyn (originally living in the East Village, hence the title). The author of the EVI, Ayun Halliday, has her own web site now, to promote her new book, The Big Rumpus. We don’t have a copy of it yet, but if it’s anything like the EVI, it’ll be well worth the money. Ayun and her husband Greg have a daughter, India (a.k.a. Inky), and a son, Milo Hanuman. I almost died when I read in the zine that his middle name was Hanuman. If you’ve ever heard the Kecak, the Indonesian monkey chant done for the tourists and based on the Hindu epic, The Ramayana, you’ll know what I mean. Poor kid. Having the name "Monkey King" might be appropriate when you’re two years old, but at 18 it’s going to feel awfully embarassing.
Posted at 10:02 PM
Dude, I have to disagree. A couple friends of mine who just had a kid Thursday named him Hanuman. First name, not middle. It’s a way cool name.
Posted by tara at 1:27 AM, May 22, 2002 [Link]