>I've got a question: what's the deal with you changing your name all the time? After I lost over 100 lbs, things were different. All of a sudden, I noticed that I was dressing in a suit and tie everyday, after years of being CONDEMNED to sweat pants. I was able to fit in physically, and socially, where I used to not be able to. I looked into the mirror one day and felt a sort of sexual attraction to my own reflection, felt a power and penetrating senuality, when all my life I thought myself as an Ugly Fat Bastard. I've been fat all myself. In America, that means being hated all my life. When enough people think that being fat is a reason to be hated, you start believing it. Now that I'm not fat any longer, I don't want to were sweat pants (fat people's clothes), drink diet soda (fat people's swill), or be called Karl McKinnon (the name of a fat git who's failed at everything he's ever attempted). After thinking about names for a while, I made up a list. I narrowed down the list to Lochlyn, Nathen, Kaiden, Dante, Rayder or Vidale. I figured Fox or Christante for last names. Dante Christante invites to much Picante jokes. Vidale Christante is just too much. I showed my whole list of names to a bunch of women, mostly online personals and relatives. The favorites where Kaiden and Dante. While the guys like Nathen, including me, I got sick and tired of people spelling the name Nathan after about a week. I also have no intention of ever been called "Nate." So, I figured I'd go with the ladies' chioce and change it to Kaiden. Nothing's official until I sign the form, and under Wisconsin state law no one gets to change their name if they are a state-liscensed employee, including rent-a-cops making $7 an hour.