Can I change my name?

Or do I have to message a mod?

You have to e-mail a moderator, or admin. Their e-mail addresses are in their profiles or click “view forum leaders” on the front page of the message board.

Only administrators can change names, moderators can’t do it. The current administrators are TubaDiva, C K Dexter Haven, Gaudere, and me. Ed Zotti’s an admin, but I rather doubt that he’d do a name change, he’s rarely involved in the board business.

Lynn, your enumeration moves me to ask the question: What happened with Noodles? Our Swiss hero of legend, Arnold von Winkelried became an Admin. at the same time as Gaudere, in the reconstruction after the Winter of our Missed Content. Now, I noted, he’s an active member and SDSAB staffer, but no longer a moderator or administrator.

Since he’s posting regularly, I assume it was a congenial parting, and thus acceptable to ask about. (I may merely have missed the thread announcing it.) If not, of course please feel free to vanish this post, and its disappearance will “answer my question.” But I have always had great respect for Arnold, and so far as I know, the shift in roles was never announced, so I felt free to ask.

Check this thread:

Thanks, Cap! Not sure how I missed it, but miss it I did. :frowning:

Make sure you change it to something better…like…oh, I dunno, DflatMajor?


to bflatminor? :stuck_out_tongue:

Or maybe asharpminor. Things change, they stay the same :smiley:

: Tries to remember high school music theory. :
: Head aplodes. :

Aflatminor is, of course, what you get when you drop a grand piano down a mine shaft. :slight_smile:

No, you can’t change it. That would have to make me remember who you were all over again. :p;)

Send me an email already!

"So, three notes walk into a bar — a G, an Eb, and a C. The bartender looks up and says “We don’t serve minors.”

Groan :smiley:

“It’s always darkest just before the piano lands on you.” --Oliver Faltz :smiley:

I could go on and on . . .

*So the Eb leaves . . . and the other two have a fifth between them. *

I’m here all week!

Two eggs, a piece of bacon and a glass of orange juice walk into a bar. The bartender looks up and says, “I’m sorry, we don’t serve breakfast.”

…So the Eb leaves, and the C and the G have a fifth between them.

You know, Tuba, it’s all your fault that I didn’t refresh this thread after I came back from lunch. I’m not sure how, but it’s your fault.