True story. My aunt is a kindergarten teacher in an inner-city school. She once had a child in her class named Ethessalonians Quintet Pettaway. Naturally, when time came to teach the kids how to write their names, she thought no way is this little kid gonna be able to learn that big name. So she calls the kid's Mom, and asks if he has a nickname that he could learn to write, for now. Response - "Oh, sure, 'round here we just calls him Cool J!" So the kid learned to write Cool J.