Jesus and the Bunny.

So I finally put two and two together. Thanks to our friend the internet, my mind has finally been enlightened. My question: "What does the Easter bunny have to do with Jesus?" Don't laugh! I'm thirty years old and I finally know the answer. So it appears that the Easter Bunny dates back to a geman, saxon tradition that had a hare(not a bunny) that would leave colorful and decorated eggs in the bonnets of all the good children during the first days of spring. Some where along the way it seems that this tradition merged with the resurrection of you know who.
(any futher clarification would be greatly appreciated, I'm not frangkepedia after all)

Me. A name I call myself!

A long time ago my mother told me she wanted me to be named Santiago, after one of her favorite uncles. My dad being my dad wanted one of his sons to have his family first name. My older brother was lucky enough to be named Brian, after one of my dads favorite baseball players. So the last son born and the lucky winner is moi! Officialy my first name is Francisco, but everyone who is close to me knows me as just plain ole Frank. According to the free dictionary online my name is a noun, verb and adjective. I am everything from a member of one of Germanic tribes of Rhine, being open and sincere with expression or a hot dog. I think that covers all the basis with me.
"Be calm and frank, and confess at once all that weighs on your heart" Emily Brontë