Zette slaps herself in the face and gets a grip…
Hey! No more hijacking my thread. You’re gonna scare away all the posters with your perversions!
Zette
::note to self- never post anything to the Chief while he’s been at sea.:::
My name is Shannon. My mother heard a little girl on a dog food commercial say her name was Shannon. She liked the name. My dad liked Star. Mom obviously pulled rank. I get asked if I am Irish alot. I am not one bit Irish, I’m Puerto Rican, with an Irish name.
My first name, Sarah, came from the bible. My middle name, Elizabeth, didn’t really come from anywhere specific. My mom just thought it sounded good.
My mother named me after her two favorite movies at that time: Ronald Coleman and Ronald Reagan… And I’m a Democrat thank you very much.
When my mom was expecting her first child, the plan was to name the baby Bryan if he was a boy. No dice. Then when she was expecting her second child, again the plan was Bryan for a boy. Another girl. When I was born, my mom said there was not going to be a Bryan, so my name was the feminine equivalent.
My name is Alan. My parents wanted something similar to my father’s name, but not the same, as in the “junior” sense. My father’s name is Alphons. IIRC They got “Alan,” from a popular favorite film star of their time, Alan Ladd.
I have no middle name. Just the letter A. It doesn’t officially stand for anything, however, is somewhat an homage to my paternal grandfather, whose name was Adiel. (pronounced as in “a-deal of the cards” It is a Belgian name.)
I’m named after two of my great grandfathers.
The one from whom I got my first name was named Velvel. So, you’re probably wondering: Zev = Velvel???
Well, yes. Zev is Hebrew for wolf. Velvel is the same word in Yiddish.
Zev Steinhardt
MagicalSilverKey: My middle name is Alan. Up until a couple of weeks ago, I believed that I’d been named after a friend of the family’s who was KIA (cop.) A couple of weeks ago, my mom informed me that she was naming me after her brother, whose middle name was Allen. Unlikely story, in my book. I prefer the cop story myself. Sounds better than, yeah, I was named incorrectly after my uncle…
My folks just picked my name out of thin air, AFAIK. (Pluto’s not my real name, BTW) (Oh, you knew that?) But Mrs. Pluto, who is a Susan, was named after the Everly Brothers hit, “Wake Up, Little Susie”. No one calls her Susie, though. Her family invariably calls her Susan, although she prefers Sue, which is what her friends call her. I don’t actually call her by name, I just say, “Yes, Dear!”. Or, for you Rumpole fans: S.W.M.B.O.!
My parents were going to name me Maya. Then my aunt named her dog Maya, so they decided they couldn’t do that. Of course, the dog lives in another country and she’s now been dead for years, but my parents weren’t thinking of the future. They were living in 1978! Which is clear from the fact that they decided to pick a name from the New Age Baby Name Book.
Really.
They claim every other name in the book started with an X. I am SO glad they didn’t name me Xena.
My mom always claimed she picked out my name, Robin Elise, cuz it reminded her of springtime and flowers. My dad wanted to name me Maybelline after my mother sent him out for some makeup.
(BTW, I spell it Robyn online so as to avoid gender confusion 
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Robin
My first name, Elizabeth was named partly after my great-grandmother, and partly from a dream my mother had when she was pregnant with me.
My second name, Angela is my mother’s name, so that was obviously dedicated after her. Nothing spectacularly exciting here.
Thank goodness! The world couldn’t handle two of us!
My mom went to a party once while pregnant with me and met a chick named Rachel. First and last time they met. Mom thought she was the neatest person she had ever met.
Now my middle name is Ellen. Even Mom doesn’t know why she picked it, and it sounds awfully funny if you say them together really fast.
I just got that book out of the library a few weeks ago to name a character in a story I wrote. My parents did not go traditional with names, but at least they didn’t pick some of the really weird ones!
Incidentally, that book started a running joke between my husband and me: what terrible name combinations we could use for our children. We’ve made a list and will send it to the families if ever the time should come. My favourite is Helen Olivia R(my last initial). We could call her HOR, for short.
I was named after my dad. How exciting 
But my brother’s name origin, is more, well, weird. My mom couldn’t think of any good names to give to the new baby. She turned on the TV and the first thing that she saw was a Spanish sports announcer with his name on the screen. My mom liked that name and decided to name my middle brother after him.
My mom wanted to name me Theresa, but she couldn’t pronounce it, so my father suggested Tracy. Ugh. [chandler bing]Could I be less of a Tracy?/chandler bing]
Then, they got into the rhyming names thing and named my sister Stacey. My poor brother would have been Casey, but since he was a boy he became Ronnie.
Mr Mxyzptlk, my father was named after Ronald Reagan, too! Uhh, wait a second, you’re not my Dad are you? If so, all that stuff I’ve said on the boards, it’s just made up for a sociology project I’m doing. Yeah…sociology, that’s the ticket. 
I was named Samuel/Shmuel after my great grandfather who’d just passed away(my mom was following typical Jewish tradition).
You’ll never get my middle name
-Sam
My father’s name is Pete, and my (unused) middle name is Dudley. Peter Cook and Dudley Moore were big news in the 60’s, and my father had visions of doing an Pete and Dud’ sketch with me.
Russell
As the firstborn child, I was supposed to have been a son and I was to be named for my paternal grandfather - Michael. Instead, I’m Michelle, no middle name - Mom wasn’t into the middle name thing. For 19 years I was Mickie, till I dated a guy who didn’t like nicknames, so I became, and remain, Michelle… well, except for thos occasional episodes when I become Lola, but THAT’S another thread entirely.