FB friend adopted (rescued) a dog in South Dakota where she currently lives. She found her at a dump. NAME= DUMPY.

my father, a Virginia country boy from the Shenandoah Valley, told me of two backwoods boys that he went to school with. their mother sewed them into their red long johns in October and didn’t let them come off until the first spring weather arrived in the hills.

the boys were named ‘Doctor’ and ‘Lawyer’. but my dad said they grew up to take over the family business; moonshinin’.

Although my name has become more commonplace recently, while I was in school (elementary to high), I was the ONLY Cara in school — I’m talking elementary, intermediate AND high school! Furthermore, when everyone else got “cool” personalized stickers or shirts, alas, there was nothing emblazoned with “Cara.” For the longest time, my most prized possession was a t-shirt I got at birthday party — they had hired a company to make each guest their own personalized t-shirt.

My own pediatrician couldn’t even get my name right — all of my childhood meds were prescribed for someone named Carol or Cora or Carla.

I’ve finally made some peace with my name…though when I have to sign my full legal name, I still hate the “Lynne” part my parents added on for fun…*sigh*

I think it’s atrocious of parents to give their children absurd, strange, or offensive names. I realize those may be subjective but, Chlamydia? Really?

Reminds me of Johnny Cash’s song “A Boy Named Sue.”

I saw ur Oceanic commercial and had to check you out. Anyhoo, I worked at a uniform shop and we had to enter all new customers to keep ther records for the following years they would return to buy again. Well, this Samoan family came in and needed uniforms for a school in town. I have her my usual uniform schpeel and sent her son into the dressing room to try on clothes. Prepared to do another data entry of names, adress and number I asked for her son’s name. “Just put S.B Giant,” she said non-chalantly. I raise one eyebrow and seriously pondered what in the world could the S.B stand for. “Is that a nickname?” I asked. “His name is SuperBowl Giant but for short we call him SB.” Holy Name Book! Really??? And I was like 15 at this time so I was a shocked teenage shop girl. She went on to tell me that they named him that with high hopes that he would make it big in football. Craziest name I EVER heard.

Thanks for this funny, disturbing, & thought-provoking discussion on names. When I moved to WA State, I had #4 & named her Tiare. Here in HI, it’s common enough that most people know how to pronounce it. Not in Olympia! She’s been called “Tiara,” “T-are,” Tyere,” etc. she hated her name and started calling herself “TRA” (like tray), then later told people to sound out “T-R-A” and say them fast. I’m happy to report that she got older, was more relaxed, and, on her last trip to visit me, had the Starbucks Koko Marina people call out her name for her drink without any weirdness whatsoever! Guess where she should live?

I’m a girl and my name is Jesse. My middle name is also Stuart…so that can be interesting because everyone would always ask “like Stuart Little?” and all of my high school teachers would refer to me as Jessica even after I corrected them and explained that on my birth certificate that It was simply spelled ‘J-E-S-S-E’ nothing more nothing less.

However I really if I have a kid want to use a unique but still easy name? Like Logan for a girl as I dont think having ambiguous names is a bad thing at all.

I went to high school with a girl that got pregnant our Junior Year. On her first day back at school I was asking about her new baby girl and of course asked the name which she proudly stated “Syphilis”. The craziest part is when I asked her why she named her baby after an STD, she argued that there isn’t an STD with that name. The next day she came to school crying because she googled it and realized I was right. It probably would have been easier and a lot less embarrassing if she just researched before naming her baby. She also told everyone at school the babies name so for the rest of the school year it was the big joke (ex. “at least your name isn’t Syphilis”).

Met a mother and daughter who were registering for college classes together. I saw their driver’s licenses or I would not have believed them. The mother’s name was Virgin Mary and the daughter was Mary Magdalene.

I used to work for the food stamp office and saw all kinds of names. The one that stuck out was a boy named Demon. Poor kid.