the story of my name boring as it is.

In my first year of college I met an awesome person by the name of Bonnie. It was in a drawing class that wasn’t very good, but she was cool we used to sit around and disscuss names of bands that she wanted. She wanted to use the name "Elliot" I remember but that was already used -- I suggested "toys for elliot" which later became the name of my first band, blah blah etc.
anyways, she used to organize this pop-fest in her home town of Erin, and had a bunch of bands play in a friends backyard (with the neighbours permission of course) the festival was called E.P.O.P. (I know what it stands for, but officially it meant nothing.) anyways, getting to the point. she invited me up to E.P.O.P. II which started at precisely 5:17pm.
so I got there at around 4:30 to help setup, etc. I was introduced to a bunch of people including this one girl Nancy (who I later developed a crush on, that never realized. although she told me recently that it used to be a mutual thing.)
Well, 5:17 came and went, people were still setting up tarps, amps and arriving, so, Nancy and I went around saying that it couldn’t be 5:17 yet because the show hadn’t started. by 6:00 we we’re just asking each other the time and our answer would always be "almost 5:17"
When the show finally began, we had determined that all 10 bands scheduled to play were playing during the minute of 5:17pm and all night we would repeat the "it’s 5:17!" to one another all night. The show ended at precisly 5:18pm.
And as it turns out over the summer she was working as a camp consellor and I wrote to her all summer as and to 5:17 and she did the same. and for awhile I was introduced as 5:17.
The reason the name stuck was for two reasons, I met kym (the girl who would be in Toys for Elliot w/ me) and because I liked it.
nowadays I just go by 17 (for short.)

xo mr.5:17