This, of course, pales in comparison to Cosmo Archimedes. Who is he? That's a good question. We have no idea, really, but we know of his existence. At any rate, Cosmo Archimedes is a great name.
So, we've been brainstorming baby names, and have arrived at:
Shaquila O'Neala Davis-Ross (for a girl)
James LeBron Davis-Ross (for a boy).
Apparently, we think our progeny will somehow defy his genetics and become an NBA superstar. (Well...we're not greedy. A stand-out college basketball star would be fine enough with us.) Which begs the question, who exactly is in my womb? And how did he get there?
Kevin's wanted to start a blog series with just this premise: Who's in Amy's Belly This Week? In other words, who's the baby channeling this week?
I think it's roughly inspired by a rock-opera I improvised about three years ago, where I sang of my failed love affair with Herschel Walker and our offspring, Genevieve Charlotte Davis-Ross.
There are at least two puzzling things about this rock-opera: first, I couldn't really pick Herschel Walker out of a line-up to save my life. I think I really meant Charles Barkley, but it didn't rhyme.
(From Top): The NFL's most sensitive running back; The Round Mound of Rebound.
Second, why does this bastard child have Kevin's last name? I like to imagine that Kevin, in his undying love for me, adopts this girl as his own, even though it's clearly not his daughter. Perhaps he is playing out some kind of Joseph fantasy?
So, who's in my belly this week?
Shaq. Definitely Shaq. I can feel his post moves already.
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