I'm sure it's almost universal to get songs stuck in your head - a personal soundtrack of sorts that often is just one line of a song, over and over. Perhaps not so universal is getting a name stuck in your head. (Although maybe it's more universal than I think because it happens to both G and I.)
The kind of names that get stuck in my head are unusual ones - Jim Miklaszewski, for example. Or Ehud Olmert (that was this morning). The other day, I had the name Farad Jadaya in my head. I couldn't figure out who that was. An Iraqi government official? An Iranian? I had no idea, and G didn't either.
Then I heard it again - it's Farai Chideya, who hosts a program on NPR.