^ Hey, “Aspenglow,” is one of my favorite John Denver songs.
Joined in 2000 after picking up a thick book to read on a long flight. Its first line was “Who is John Galt?” Lots of other computer systems in use at the time used eight character names and no spaces, so JohnGalt seemed like a decent fit.
By the time I was done with the book I was not so sure that John Galt was a good person, and today I often want to change my user name. SO SHOULD I CHANGE IT?
Burpo!! You’ve given my life new purpose!! I had no idea. 
I was a John Denver fan many years ago, but I never heard the Christmas album. That’s really cool – thank you!
Loved the story behind your nick as well. I once had a wonderful Border collie, too, name of Opie, though he didn’t indulge the face-belching characteristic. Burpo sounds like she was mighty special.
Mine reflects a lack of imagination. I didn’t want to use my real name (as I had on the old AOL forum) and I happened to be reading a collection of Little Nemo in Slumberland comic strips when I picked a user name.
If I had known I would still be using it twenty years later, I might have put a little more thought into it.
Mine’s boring as hell. University email system was first letter firstname, lastname. I tried to use that when I created an AOL account back when SDMB was on AOL; but it was already taken. So I tried adding a “2” to the end. Nope, already taken. Yeesh! So I added a 3. Yeah you can have that. So I’m AHunter3.
Just something I came up with one morning.
BippityBoppityBoo sounds like high brow science fiction to you?
Turning into a pumpkin at midnight is not the same thing as time travel, but my enchanted magic wand will cut you some slack just this once.
And you left out Star Wars.
If I tried to explain it, by the time I finished, you would feel like you were going in circles and had lost track of which way is up (which is how life feels to me all too often).
Mine is from a Doonesbury character. The rationale behind it is lost to the ages.
It’s also code for snfaulkner.
Also, I am not to be confused with TriPolar, who is just as hip, and probably a little more suave, but not nearly as good looking.
Tripler
I am really good looking, as you can tell.
I hope my custom title is now sufficient explanation that I am not a lover of deceased felines, per se.
I had recently seen exhibition of the works of William Hogarth when I signed up for a different board. Since then I’ve used the same name on various boards for consistency.
Glad to see I decoded that one correctly.
I figured you liked bouncing.
Mines’s simple: The first time I visited the 'Dope there happened to be a thread just up my alley. I was hot to trot to post, but had no go-to login names that weren’t closely tied to my IRL name.
So with minimal thought … I lived in a town commonly called locally by its initials: LSL. I’m male. And thus @LSLGuy was born. Tada!
Prince Alessan bar Valentin di Tigana is a protagonist of the fantasy novel Tigana, by Canadian author Guy Gavriel Kay. It was my favorite book in the world back in the late 90s, and Alessan became my go-to moniker for signing up to stuff online.
Sigh… it’s true. As handsome and suave as I am it is nothing compared to Tripler who is the visage of Adonis himself.
India. 1979. I was on the fourth night of a two-day opium and sex orgy with a high-ranking Madagascaran general and a half-dozen east-Asian college co-eds/call girls.
The general and a girl named Nomi went out for cigarettes. I was eating the last of a lemon cake, and trying to make conversation with one of the hookers, but her English was far from understandable in my opium-induced state.
I told her “That’s enough, honey. No more talking.”
She said, “Lendon vake?”
I said, “Honey, let me eat my lemon cake cuz I want to go to bed.”
“Lendon ved?” she said.
But at that point, my last hit off the pipe did something to me, and her words began to echo off the walls.
"Lendonvedenlendonvederlendervedendervedderlendenvedderlenderveddenderlendervedder…
“Len…der…ved…der.”
I was lost in the sound of her voice bouncing around my eardrums, and I hadn’t noticed the general had come back, and was standing over me. He was repeatedly asking me if I was okay. I finally realized he was talking to me, and I said “Yeah…yeah.”
Then he asked, “But are you happy?”
I looked at him, nodded my head slowly, and said, “No.”
Or maybe I had just read “Death of a Salesman” and like the first name Happy. So I combined it with a ridiculous-sounding last name, and voila. Happy Lendervedder.
Have I earned my wings?
She really was and don’t think for a moment she didn’t know it. Wise guy BCs. Some day they’ll rule the planet.
Mine just comes from a plumbing supply company whose name I liked.
At the time, I had two cats, Swipesy and Shuppie. So it was a mild teasing pun to say I had Two Many Cats. Two cats that are two cats too many.
As it happens, I have three cats now, Tippy, Buffy, and Jody. But the name remains.
I live in a town where the railroad is a big employer. High school mascot is the Railers. 13 is my birth date.