I have known both a Lolly and a Cinnamon, but the Lolly was a nickname for I forget what. Actually, each of those women was fairly wacky in her own right.

Dude, Rob Morrow is on Ellen talking about his daughter Tu. Tu Morrow. For reals.

You guys identified the same problems I had with the "depressed cities" list. Of fucking course NYC has high rates of AD consumption.

And growing up with a boy's name is not a huge deal.

A friend's husband is called John. Except that's not his name. He never has used his firstname. His lastname is Johnson.

This confuses the hell out of people.

"Issac" was my paternal grandfather's middle name.

I'm kind of surprised we don't have more wee or adult Elvises running about.

And growing up with a boy's name is not a huge deal.

That's what YOU say!!!

Yay for Isaac!!!!

My middle name is my mother's maiden name, which makes that as a security question kind of stupid. Not as stupid as people whose mother's maiden name continues to be her last name, but still. Everyone in my mom's side of the family has a family name as a middle name.

My last name is the same as my mother's. I feel like a jackass every time I answer the stupid security question!

My poor mother got a family middle name, but hers was bad-- McClellan. So she gave me one of what i think are the two most popular middle names-- Marie, because she hated her middle name. I then hated mine because it was too boring. I use my grandfather's middle name (which is his mother's middle name) as my middle name, Brooks.

Dude, Rob Morrow is on Ellen talking about his daughter Tu. Tu Morrow. For reals.

Ok, none of the rest bother me, but that's just wrong.

My last name is the same as my mother's. I feel like a jackass every time I answer the stupid security question!

It's a jackass question.

I'm really having trouble dredging up any surprise that Detroit is the number 2 most depressed city in the US.

"Tu Morrow"? Why would you do that to a child?

Daddy didn't have a middle name. I've begun to wonder if the name he always used was his original middle name, because when I found his family while doing genealogy, the baby that would have been him is named Jesse, not Floyd. It's simpler to imagine that his folks changed their mind about what to call him than some bizarre tale of extra babies and my father being a year younger than he really was or something.

So he was called Floyd Jr, with no middle name, but when he joined the Army in WWII, they said he had to have a middle name. Since he was a Jr., they asked him what his father's middle name was and said, "OK, Private, you now have a middle name," and put that on all his paperwork.

Unfortunately, my mother never knew anything different about his name, and all the folks who would know died before I discovered the conundrum.