Homer and Marge were my wife's grandparents. unfortunately they weren't simpsons.

How could I forget a friends parents, Richard and Bonnie Jean. They had personalized license plates, "DAD DICK" and "MOM BJ". The kids had them get them changed real quick-like.

I was just reminded of a girl I knew in college... Honey Goodenough. It was pronounced just as if it were two words.

From Grade 8 to Grade 12 (toughest 9 years of my life, har har), I had two classmates:

Michael Jackson, and
Tina Turner.

They were both white.

In my fraternity was an alumnus named Peter Parker.

Working as a clerk in a photo lab, a customer came in and dropped off film.
"glossy or matt?"
"Name?"

Sara Grewcock.

I lost it. She was pissed, but seemed that I wasn't the first.

At another job w/ a mail order co. we kept a list of fun names, two I remember were Dutch Fluck and Linda Lustgarden.

I knew a Funkhouser

A guy from my High School class was working on a computer system for a hospital while a student at MIT. He made up a couple hundred normal sounding names to debug the software.
When they implemented it he couldn't believe the names of the real patients that went into it. Half of them sounded nonsensical. :)

Damn, footfootfoot, you've reminded me of another.

An old coworker of mine was named Brandon Adcock. Which wasn't SO bad--except our work emails followed the standard pattern of first-initial-last-name, which made his email badcock.

He was a really shy, nice guy too. I always felt bad typing it.

I got into the habit of calling some people by their email aliases... so I may have called Brandon badcock... but only if I knew he could take it. If he was nice, I probably wouldn't. I was lucky because my email alias was my first name.

Badcock!

NO Biscuit!

A tangent: I had a bunch of bumper stickers that said "bad cop, no donut" I was not reckless enough to use them, but gave tehm to friends who were cops and they loved them.

The whole BAD XXXXX, NO biscuit thing has been stuck in my head for a while.

Reminds me of another one. I went to school with Renee Gorges (pronounced 'gorgeous'). She was too.

I used to do medical research and phoning.

I once ran across a Dr Nutt. Occupation? Psychiatrist.

On a related note, I also once called a psychiatrist, normal name but had the most INTERESTING answering machine message...

It was his voice, calm and relaxed. He described a beautiful beach, blue ocean, calm breeze, with ocean sounds playing in the background. Then he said that he was on vacation and would return next week. From Aruba. I had to share that one with the other slaves. We all took turns calling that whenever we felt stressed.

I, of course, had to leave a message thanking him for the calming message and told him that I called whenever I felt too stressed out. This with the noisy background and the usual office hustle and bustle so he could hear THAT. Sometimes I'm ashamed of myself.

Brian

So his clients, by definition, were Nutt-cases. Right?

I just had a thought. Do people with funny names get bummed out when they do Google vanity searches and see threads like this in the results?

I went to a parochial school once, and our principal's name was Michael Jackson. He was white, too...incidentally, he hated MJ, and even suspended a couple of kids who talked about him (this was in 7th grade, when MJ was kinda popular). He went by Mike Jackson....

That's a common naming convention, one I've used over the years. Deviation from the convention makes it less consistent and therefore less useful, however, once I made the executive decision to include the middle initial in Pamela Hart's email address.