Haa! Love it! Particularly the "one chink in your perfection" bit. I remember commenting to the parents that if they wanted not to mix us up, they might have considered picking names that didn't have the same first three letters. Then again, I said I'd never make the mistake of naming a child with such a long polysyllabic name, and I ended up with Benjamin... and I said I'd go to college to do something USEFUL, and ended up in Linguistics and Medieval History... irony's a b*tch, ain't it?