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beeyotch.

I mean, come visit!

It cooled off here today, too, thanks to the rain. But it's still too damp to open up the house.

The ModCloth site is not behaving very nicely this evening. It won't let me add anything to my wishlist. And after I try, it won't let me see the additional pictures of a garment unless I reload the page. Don't make it hard for me to browse on your site, people!

I feel like nicknames were more common, especially for kids, in my grandparents generation. My grandpa was Buster, his sister was Babe. Her real name was Edna, but she went by her middle name Annabelle on anything official. Their sister was named Lula, but went by her middle name Frances (WTF?). My grandpa discontinued the nickname as an adult, but I had no idea about the sisters until I started doing geneology. I think this might be because there were more people nmed after other people then. I hardly see an original name until I get to my mom's generation. There were about 14 billion Georges, Helens, and Walters.

In the South, tons of men (including my grandfather) go by their middle names.

I do this. And was once left high and dry by Hertz because my credit card used my middle name, and apparently that same name appearing with my first in front of it on my driver's license and insurance card meant I was engaging in identity theft and trying to make off with someone else's rental car.

Your credit card is under "theBruins"? Superbadass!

I think this might be because there were more people nmed after other people then. I hardly see an original name until I get to my mom's generation. There were about 14 billion Georges, Helens, and Walters.

You're probably right. Most of the men I knew growing up were named after their fathers or grandfathers, and there seem to have been only about 12 names in common usage anyway.

Your credit card is under "theBruins"? Superbadass!

No, but at the time their logo appeared on the card.

Huh. Everyone in my family had their names legally changed to their nicknames or stuck with the names they were given. Except my mother, who never bothered to file any paperwork changing her last name to her married name, just started using it and twenty years later got yelled at by the IRS for using an alias.

Because it reads like someone named Jacques von Trapp could get in trouble?

I would be screwed.

We were Sissy, Booey, and Tippy when we were little. No idea where the latter two came from, as they bear no relation to our actual names.

Heck, my daughter was Booble until she was two and my son was Chewy. Heh.