Where’s she dancing now?
I have never met another one although I know they exist somewhere. I have had nightmares where Maverick is called in a public place and two of us show up. I know that other people get used to that but it has never happened to me.
A tiny school in my high school district had big, black, twin basketball stars guys named…Peaches and Pumpkin.
Charisma Carpenter seems to be doing okay with it.
Edit: I posted under the wrong name.
Those were my nicknames for my nieces when they were born…because they were a bit jaundiced and kind of orange…
And I love the name Maverick…bet your Mom had a crush on James Garner back in the day…
Okay, had another one today at work…a girl named Morning Starr Chang. And engraved something for a conductor whose name is Loras John Schissel…he doesn’t go by John, apparently. It was his mom and Dad that got something engraved for him, and I missed the opportunity to ask why they chose Loras for a little boy, and how he dealt with it growing up.
Those sound like characters straight out of Harry Potter.
My grandma’s neighbor was named Germoine…pronounced ger-MAIN-ya.
A friend of mine has a fifteen year old daughter who goes to school with a boy named Boo. I said that has to be a nickname. No, it’s on his birth certificate. Boo.
Love. this. name.
I once worked with a Tyranny. My daughter goes to school with a Unique (she is one of three–she’s the only one spelled correctly).
I once had to deal with a call center person named Tequila and yes, I had a Tanqueray once, too.
I still like Carol Burnett’s fav names: LaVicka Trickleson and Theresa Renterreea.
I saw a birth announcement once for a “Uneak”. I think a part of me withered and died.
I recently bought a baby name book from a thrift store. Why? Because it was a quarter and a British baby name book. That had to make it better than mere American baby name books, filled with creative spelling and dubious name definitions. And it billed itself as “The Best Baby Name Book.” It was the best! It was a quarter! I had to have it.
I was a fool.
Throughout the book are little paragraphs of advice and guidelines for choosing a name. The following led me to believe this was not the best baby name book:
Emphasis mine.
Davanda? Annet? Freaking Lanka? My god. Davanda.
Those suggestions pale in comparison to say, Nevaeh, but the horror that could unleashed with the suggestion that parents create their names makes me quiver. In that “oh no, I’m about to be hit by a truck driven by a girl named Vingt’un” kind of way.
My husband grew up with a kid named Phelan Lo 
I call vendors all teh time, and I have spoken with people named Star, Summer, Fluff and Sicko, and they insist they are the persons real name. Nothing like faxing a contract for someone named Fluff 
Although you cant help liking a trash and recyclable vendor called the Wizard of Ooze 
My first husband’s sister wanted to honor her father, Dean and her father-in-law, Joe. Unfortunately, the child was a girl and is now walking around with the name Jodeane. I guess she thought the last “e” made it more feminine.
I think she goes by her middle name now that she’s old enough to chose.
I went to grade school with Kimberly Clark. We called her Kleenex. We were mean children. :rolleyes:
I think I’ve mentioned this one in a previous thread. A new born named Myshyanne. When one of the other nurses asked where the name came from, mom said “Well, I really loved my aunt Anne, she was so shy…”
I’ve known some María Elenas who used Malena, Melena or Melina as a nick (Melina is pronounced the way an Anglo would pronounce Melena). Haven’t met one who had it as her baptismal name, but then, until a couple years ago I hadn’t met any Dorindas either…
We have an academic here called Pink Dandelion, and also one who’s changed his last name to “6”.
My favourite still has to be a staff member who glories in the name of Kurly Mawaha. There’s just something about it, makes me laugh.
The second lastname looks like a first-mispronounced, then-misspelled Rentería (a town near Bilbao). The biggest problem many people who don’t speak Spanish have pronouncing it isn’t so much the famous “strong R” as trying to make strong those r’s that are soft; toponimic lastnames are very common for Hispanics, even more around the Basque area. We once spent several hours looking up my classmates’ lastnames on a regional road map - either the first or last (when not both) invariably showed up!
My former back-door neighbor was named for her mother’s two best friends, Beverly and Evelyn…hence Bevelyn. And I had to engrave another Nevaeh the other day…that’s like the tenth one I’ve done.
My cousin named her daughter “Sierra”. Except she spelt it “Ciera”. Or possibly “Ciara”. Wasn’t that a car?
Oldsmobile Ciera. Yep, and it was my father’s Oldsmobile.