Middle names in my family mean a lot… in fact every male of the clan had the same initials… You would think we were past such archaic traditions… but then again there is a pope seeking conclave going on in which they had to scramble cell phone signal… so I suppose some things just live on…. D.R.E … it was some sort of  privilege … there are colleges named after them… Arts foundations… Hospital wings… Around here it is a pretty famous name… none of that fame… or money came down to my little branch of the family… but that didn’t insult my fathers pride enough to kibosh the practice… my brother was named accordingly… and as for us three girls in the family? … well we got nothing… literally… It is tradition in the family to not give the girls a middle name so that when they got married they would keep the name as a middle name after taking on their husbands name… because it was just a bunch of bullshit really… all the way through school people assumed my middle name must be so horrible because I would always tell them I just didn’t have one… unheard of to them apparently… middle names are supposed to be embarrassing and used when you are in trouble… as I do with my smalls… maybe that is where my obsession with naming people as I see fit came in…Mr Amazing is The BFG anywhere other than my blog…  Chris is Tolman… Kathy became Bacteria… Dawn Marie is only known as chilidawg in my house… Christian is well… just MyChristian…. Stef is Fluff… the list continues… there are my patented nicknames… these apply to anyone based on my mood… BratFace… Turkey Lips…. Crazy Pants….because… really… Whats in a name?