I was checking out the
Timea Majorova site, and saw that the lovely Timea is on the cover on August's Oxygen Magazine. (Looking pretty good, too.)
I thought she might be Romanian, but Timea's actually Slovakian, which puts a dent in my Canada/Romania conspiracy thesis about those two countries hoarding all the pretty femuscle. As a result of my suspicious nature, however, I looked up "Majorova" to see whether it might actually be a Romanian surname. (Those Romanians are sneaky!) But it's not. It's actually the feminine form of the Hungarian "Majoros", which means "tenant farmer." Historically, a tenant farmer would have been a step up from being a peasant, but Timea is miles above being a peasant, so she really ought to change that name.
She could change it to mine if she wanted, in a legally binding and permanent-U.S.-Visa kinda way, but it seems that she's already married. (Poop.) So I'm adding Slovakia to my list of countries conspiring against us. It's really their own fault for messing with Vaclav Havel.
...she wasn't actually my quote-unquote "girlfriend". Perhaps the term "fantasy girl" would be more appropriate. But she did know Havel and he did convince her to move to Prague. We smiled across a table at a birthday party in late 1991, and then the next thing I hear she's high-tailed it to Eastern Europe to be "part of history". Pfah. Bastard.
