My high school yearbook - which was just a nonsensical name someone thought up in the 1930s and they still use. I also use it in my mmorpg, Asheron’s Call.
I do a website for a band which performs a song entitled “The World’s Most Deadliest Housecat”. At the time I picked my username, it was stuck in my head on infinite loop. Unfortunately, the “housecat” part doesn’t fit, leaving to the general imagination - the world’s most deadliest what? It could be anything, really.
I’ve been a card and game player all my life, but particularly in high school drama. As I recall, one of my friends was bored and decided to sign her name on the ace of spades in a deck of cards I had. From there, I asked other friends to pick cards and sign them. I picked the king of spades for myself, and it’s been a good name to stick with ever since.
When I saw you were from Atlanta in some thread or another, I figured that was where you lived. Oh, well.
Back in Jr. High, I was given the nickname “Max” based on my perceived resemblence to the title character in the Disney movie Ask Max. So one day I achieved a high score in a computer game and was typing my name in. I attempted to type “MaxTheCool”, but I typoed and got “MaxTheVool”, which I thought had a very distinctive ring to it. I started using it as my handle on BBS’s, and the rest, as they say, is history.
Long ago, I chose AskNott as a pun on JFK’s inaugural speech, “Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.” Nott is piece of my name, and I’ve been called Nott for about 40 years.
When I first sawMaxTheVool in print, I thought, mistakenly of a Hitchhiker’s Guide scene, where a talking mattress said, “vool” or “voon,” or something like that, as an expression of amazement. You da voolest, Max.
Back in the 80s, Dragon Magazine published a comic strip called SnarfQuest, drawn by fantasy artist Larry Elmore. SnarfQuest was incredibly funny, and my best friend (who was a very talented D.M.), incorporated elements of the strip into our weekly games. So let me warn my fellow gamers out there – no matter how desperate you are for some fast, economical transportation, do NOT buy a gagglezoomer. Trust me on this.
One of the characters in the strip was a dragon that had been hit in the head by lightning and subsequently lost his memory. An evil wizard, sensing an opportunity, cast a spell on him that convinced him that he (the dragon) was actually a duck, and used him to guard the treasure room. During a brief period of time during which the spell wears off, the dragon reveals his real name to be Kizarvxius (though the other characters always call him “Willy”).
I guess because I like the sound of it, I chose this as a nom de plume some years back. Some of my friends even refer to me as “Kiz”.
I was hoping you were the same Rico currently wrestling in the WWE. He just won the tag-team titles tonight, more than willingly kissing the very large ass of a Samoan along the way.
Anyhoo…
Well, shall we compare?
(from the link you provided)
I’m taller, 6’ 7".
I’m taller.
Wimp. Real men are born in Los Angeles or New York. Sounds like a possible replacement candidate for Siegfried and Roy to me.
Career Highlight: Afternoon drive disc jockey on KDES-FM / Palm Springs, CA
Quoting my wife: One look at Rico and there is no doubt that this man has the finest buns in all the land.
I’ll stop now. It’s obvious that I am superior. I really don’t like bragging.
Chaulk another one up to the old BBS days. It’s the name of a song off the album by Arcadia, which was the “other” offshoot band from Duran Duran. (can you tell I was teen in the eighties?)
When I told my mom my name online was Lady Ice, she told me “Honey, you may be a woman, but you ain’t no lady”. My mom is so nice sometimes.
Make that “a teen”. Ugh.
I work in a library right now, and plan on going on and getting my M.L.S. after I’m done with my undergrad. Originally, I was thinking binwen (“binding wench”), because I deal with all the journals that come back from binding – I input their information and slap barcodes on them. But I wanted something a little more permanent; thus libwen (“library wench”). It also sounds vaguely Welsh – after reading How Green Was My Valley, I’m a fan of Wales!
Back in the prehistory of computer communications, some of us ran our own dial-in bulletin boards on our home computers. Instead of logging onto the web, you’d dial up somebody’s home phone that was (during certain hours) connected to the phone lines. It was sort of like a one-at-a-time message board. Some folks even had a dedicated line just for the computer. Some systems (I was part of S-net) would have certain computers call each other (usually in the wee hours) and exchange information so that all the posts on each of the computers in the system could be exchanged. There was some thing called “usenet” out there, but I only heard vague rumors.
With the help of a friend, I ran (for a month or three) a bulletin board in Spokane, Washington called “the Criminal Underground”. I had three personas on that BBS (no, wait, it was four): Professor Moriarity (the Sysop), Moose and Rocko (the “goons”), and the “Perfessor” who would give an interesting but only semifactual (if that) answer to any question you might ask.
Some BBSs preferred you to have a user name that went along with the theme (or not – it really depended on who ran the BBS you were logged in to). At various times I was the Bat-Winged-Hamburger-Snatcher (one o’ my faves), BWHS, /\BW/, /^^/, The Great and Powerful Turtle, TGAPT, and lastly, Baloo (inspired by the character from the Jungle Book and also from Disney’s Tale Spin, which happened to be airing about then.
Fast forward years later and the only one that was still with me that anyone would likely “get” was Baloo. Then came the great computer crash (and subsequent wallet-drain) of Winter2000.
Three years later and I could not remember my password to any account at all. So I just took the highest rank I achieved in the USAF and tacked it on the front. If you google “Baloo” you’ll get more than 150,000 hits, nearly all of them not me (maybe all of them not me ;)). However, if you google SSgtBaloo, you’ll get just over 200 hits, and it’s probably all me.
–SSgtBaloo
Sophomore year of high school, we were playing softball during P.E. for a couple of months in the spring. Each team had to come up with a name. Most of us went with the traditional: Giants, Cubs, etc. One team (not mine) decided to call themselves the Suburban Plankton.
I’ve since tried to use it whenever possible.
Dangerosa was a historical figure:
http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=0345434870&view=excerpt
My daughter is an Eleanor.
Ted is a nickname off my first name & my earliest ongoing activity on the Net was as the pet Christian in a Wiccan chat room- some people compared me to Friar Tuck & I just changed the Tuck part
It’s either because I’m out of my fucking mind,
or,
I’m good at tying knots.
I’m OK with either interpretation.