A guy I used to work with told me the story about Ms. King. See, his wife worked for social services and one of the more memorable people she met was a lady by the name of Ms. King and her son Nosmo. Of course, like anyone would, she asked Ms. King about the name of her son, because Nosmo is a rather unusual name. Ms. King simply replied, "I was sitting on the bus one day, looked up, and it came to me."
True story about how Nosmo King got his name.
And believe me, I couldn't have made something that silly up.