Love your username!
In fact, when I encountered a traffic situationette this morning, I invoked your powers. “Oh, Quiddity Glomfuster!” said I.
Wasn’t Quiddity Glomfuster the Professor of Restoration Era Spells at Hogwarts College? I think she had a small but crucial role in “Harry Potter and the Headless Monarch”.
Could very well be – I’m not up on my Potteriana.
That name sticks with me, too.
Glad you enjoy it. Ms. Rowling’s welcome to use it if she sees fit. I encountered ‘Quiddity’ and thought it a lovely word but it needed something to accompany it if it was going to be a username so I fooled around until I got some syllables I liked. The next candidate was ‘Blardfargle’ but in the end ‘Glomfuster’ tickled my fancy - it seems to flow more nicely.
Yay! It’s even cooler that you just made it up – clearly, no quiddity thee.
Before I commit the mild atrocity of hijacking this thread, let me just say that I too am a fan of Quid’s name.
(now, on with the hijack)
I find recently that I have been invoking the names of several of NPR’s female reporters when life gets stressful. “Oh, Lourdes Garcia-Navarro!” I’ll exclaim in frustration. Or, feeling a little self-satisfied, I’ve been known to purr, "Mmmmm, Snigdha Prakash . . . " Lately, “Ofeibea Quist-Arcton!” has been popping out at the most unexpected moments. And there’s something soothing about the repetition, “Sylvia Poggioli, Neda Ulaby, Joanne Silberner” that lulls me right off to dreamland. I suppose it’s too much to hope that I’m not alone in this.
(hijacking hijack) How did NPR end up with all of these fascinatingly-named women??
They’re stage names assigned to them by the marketing departmentment. I happen to know that Ofeibea Quist-Arcton’s real name is Jane Lump.
After invoking the name, I believe you are required to sing the location.
[warbling]Upper State Road and 202 … by the Seven-E-lllllllleeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvv-en.[/warbling]
And with me as well. It’s nicely rhythmic and odd enough to be glued to my brain wave pattern at the moment.
I have been calling one of the cats “Quiddity Glomfuster,” to which she does not answer.
In The Great And Secret Show, wasn’t Quiddity the mystical sea on the other side of the hole in the real world? I read that a long time ago, and I could be confusing it with another book.
Eh, she’s a cat. What do you expect? 
I hear the Ontario Tourism Board jingle from the 70s.
Is it okay if I sing “Victor-ia, tor-i-a.” instead?
Guess we should ask Quiddity. Me? I hear the Kinks. But then, I often hear the Kinks.
Yeap, actually it’s also mentioned in Everville as well. I love Clive Barker.