Ryan W, meet Ryan W.

In lieu of posting your last names on the big bad internet, and rather than calling you "girl-Ryan" and "boy-Ryan", which makes it sounds like you're baby sweaters or tulips or giraffes or something, you shall henceforth be galleried by your blogs. So Totoro-Ryan, meet Everyday-Ryan. Heck, for that matter, everyone meet Totoro-Ryan and Everyday-Ryan. They're swell.