I actually signed up earlier this year as Bring Me That Horizon (Jack’s last line of spoken dialogue in Pirates of the Caribbean), but I was unable to post for a long time, forgot my password when I eventually was able to get online, and then got frustrated at the password-recovery thing, and decided to pick a new name.
So, now I’m this, which was just me being silly.
Wasn’t there a Marezy Doats around for awhile or do I just think there should’ve been?
Clothahump is the name of the elderly turtle wizard in Alan Dean Foster’s SPELLSINGER novel series.
You know, on top of you two’s posts, I got to thinking more about the meaning behind my name that I supplied (usually, it never crosses my mind, but since I brought it up…) and decided that it’s pretty apt and I still like it after all. So thanks, I guess I’m going to keep it no matter what.
Or at least until I have an epiphany that tells me different. 
I was doing a volunteer blues DJ thing in Chicago, early 70’s … became acquainted with the Rev. Houston Harrington (kin to Eddy Clearwater & Carey Bell), who ran the obscure Atomic-H label … driving down Clyborn Avenue I passed by the Atomic Pest Control Co. … came up with the absurd combination of Atomic Mama (I was very demure, back then) and the name stuck.
KING SOLOMON HILL, if you read this, or if somebody knows how to ask him:
How’d you get YOUR Doper name? King Solomon Hill is one of my all-time favorite prewar blues singers!!!
Ooops. That’s CLYBOURN Ave. in Chicago. Been a while since I lived there 
In Out of the Silent Planet, the name of both the planet Mars and the “archangel” who runs the joint.
I’m not the only Malacandra in cyberspace, it turns out. I have half a mind to retire the name in favour of Gil-Gandel, Sindarin Elvish for “Star-harp”, my name in What Exit’s fun D&D game. That might be unique. 
Czech for lawyer. A literal translation would be something like “truther” (the root “práv”+ the suffix “ník”).
Mares eat oats and does eat oats?
ETA: Never mind…darn it all, Hazle. If I wasn’t taking my sweet time reading this thread.
Sorry I didn’t reply sooner - I’m not used to anybody noticing I’m here!
Yes, she was a mutt. Black Lab and Samoyed cross. She had the best of both dogs - short, thick coat, curly tail, airplane ears, happy personality, loved water, snow and best of all, Tennis balls.
She was such a fun dog that people used to ask what breed she was, so they could get one too. But I had the One and Only!
Tangent was the maker of the off-brand PC I had at work when I joined the Dope. So it was right in front of me when I was choosing a username. Plus, my friends and I use the expression “going off on a tangent” a lot.
It wasn’t until much later when I realized a sort of pun that my username could represent, but while I suppose I qualify as a gent, I am definitely not tan.
Camping nickname.
I’ve been “GameHat” for almost a decade now. That’s kind of frightening.
Back when Counter-Strike was newish (1999-2000) my brother and I used to play together all the time. 2000 was my last summer at home so I have some really fond memories of it.
We were both really good at it (I’m fairly terrible now, but don’t play anymore). And we both have the same sense of humor.
One of our favorite things to do was to jump on a clan server. Back then we were good enough that we could play with most decent clans. But that’s not what we were looking for.
No, we looked for the most awful and lame clans available. The ones you could tell had been formed in the eighth-grade computer lab. The ones with the clan tags like [iCeYD34t+n1njAZZZZZZ] (icey death ninjas) where all the players had names taken from a)anime and/or b)gangsta rap. “GOKU-THA-ORIGNAL-NIGGA”, that sort of thing.
We would then fall into a plan that yielded much hilarity.
Take our own “clan” tag. We were always clan “-=Wickety=-”
aside – we got the word “wickety” from our father, who was terrible at remembering names of places or people. His usual chinese takeout place was called “Happy Wok”, but one day he couldn’t remember the name so he called it “Wickety Wok”. We loved it. We still use “wickety” to describe anything that is awkward or silly, like our dad.
Begin schooling chumps. The usual 14-year-old clan player would get furious when we would begin taking commanding kill ratios. They would then start spouting hilarious hateful flames.
Spoilered for naughty, hateful and racist language:
U STUPID JEW ASS FAG NIGGER IL KILL U FAG GET OFF TEH SERVAR ILL BAN U FOR BEING GAY LIEK A FAG HOMO YEAH U LIEK TO SUCK COK RITE??////
“Clan -=Wickety=-! Rush bomb site A!”
“Clan -=Wickety=-! Throw grenades now!”
“Clan -=Wickety=-! Don the -=Wickety=- gaming gloves!”
“Clan -=Wickety=-! Flip your game hats to ‘rally’!”
We used that last one a lot. The idea of a PC gamer having a specific hat just for gaming tickled me immensely. So I kept the idea in becoming “GameHat”.
We got kicked from a bunch of servers, but loved every minute of it.
Even better - when we didn’t get kicked we’d start “inviting” people in the lame clan to join clan -=Wickety=-. A surprising number would want to join.
“hEy u guyz haev a clan websitee???”
“can i join wikety plz my icq is ######## u msg me k?”
Usually we’d “invite” them, then give them great clan names.
“The -=Wickety=- Bear” (our name for the Charmin bear that does indeed shit in the woods, and have this act immortalized in an awful Charmin commercial)
-=Wickety=-Wok (Wickety Wok or Wicket Ewok, depending on our mood. My brother eventually took “WicketyWok” as his standard tag.
-=Wickety=-Muffin
-=Wickety=-Shoe
…etc.
We’d usually “promote” the fools to “clan officer” after a bit, then direct them to the Clan Website
Then leave the server.
Anyways, long rambling post. A lot of fond memories. But that’s how I became “GameHat”.
B A M
B O O
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It’s my design label. I havn’t used it for years, but It’s also the place where my daughter was conceived. A gut is a dry river bed, but in this case it’s the name of an area where I used to live.
Because I am not Xian, I’m Xa.
nurse
That’s . . . awful!
:eek:
Offers sincerest apology to the board.
I put lotion on my 2 year old daughter’s boo-boos that don’t require real medical attention and tell her it will make it feel better. One day she was standing in the hallway saying “fubaya! fubaya!” It took me forever to figure out that she wanted lotion on something and that “fubaya” equaled “feel better” in her language at the time. I thought it sounded like a cool word.
“Chop” resembles my surname.
“Crazy” refers to my stance on life.
Sounds like a really cool doggie
I want me a garden so I can get me a dog