I live on a hill…
My favorite color is blue. Whenever I have a choice of colos I automatically and instinctively choose blue. This may have something to do with my fear and reverance for lightning (I was born after a July lightning storm and have been stuck on a mountain above the tree-line during an afternoon thunderstorm). For this and other reasons I really really like the color blue-weird, I know. Also, my name backwards is Mit (or Yhtomit for long). My favorite number is 11 and I needed a number suffix to my previous handles, so I just kept the name intact.
Raven was already taken…
and I just like ravens…
Are you kidding? Your name is Lee Bruce? That’s an awesome name!
As for my username - it was originally KaromonLee, a combination of my given name (Karolina) and the awesome pokemon HitmonLee. The “Lee” part was a little weird, so I changed it to Karomon. As I have terrible memory problems, to simplify things I started using Karomon as my name everywhere. Unfortunately, many people read it as “Karomom” or “Karoman”.
Okay. Simple name, long explanation.
In high school I was in the theater. (Theatre, for the properly pretentious American stage geeks.) We did weird things for fun, often late at night, occasionally inspired by medicinal herbs or generous helpings of libations. This was not one of those cases, but it was pretty… well, typical.
One evening in August (1988 or so) we were wandering around downtown Olympia with little or nothing to do. It was just before midnight when we came across what we decided was the funniest thing one could possibly encounter on a metropolitan sidewalk: a fish.
It was about 10 inches long, uncleaned, and otherwise untrampled. We set it reverently upon a windowsill and continued along our way, trying to think of funnier things to find along a sidewalk. We didn’t think of much. (A line of baby eggs trailing after a mama egg, that was mine.)
This was when rumors of gang activity were beginning to rise in the area, coming up from California (as everything bad at the time seemed to do). We decided we should form our own gang, but only to worry people about what we might be up to. We decided not to actually do anything except have a name and induct new members.
Having found the fish, and all being Monty Python fans, we hit upon the Secret Society of Fish. I was the Fish Head (as we were also fans of the Barnes & Barnes song). Everyone had a fish appropriate to his station (shark, bass, minnow, guppy, humuhumunukunukuapua’a, salmon, trout, etc) and there were three highly secret induction ceremonies which I will now publish for everyone to read.
- Run headlong into a hedge along a certain part of the waterfront boardwalk. (We didn’t tell them about the cinderblock wall behind the hedge.)
- Move a garbage can. (They were all chained to the ground.)
- Crawl up into a wooden kiosk while the others pounded on the outside chanting “fish, fish, fish.”
- Hop across the road like a fish, in honor of the Great Fish who went upstream to spawn. As inductions took place on a Saturday night when all the other kids were out cruising, this was an embarassing and risky venture that theater people simply loved.
- Participate in a re-creation of the Finding of the Great Fish.
We had a secret handshake, a secret code word (“fish”), a secret gang sign, and we hailed each other in the halls by our fish names (which we could never remember. We called each other “fish” instead). We even had T-shirts, that’s how secret our society was!
Since then, my nickname was Fish. I since learned after graduation long ago that people were upset and disappointed that we didn’t invite them into the Secret Society of Fish. Offended! Snubbed! I still can’t believe it.
Anyway. That’s the story of my nickname.
FISH
From one of the best sports names ever…
Van Lingle Mungo
He was a pitcher for the Brooklyn Dodgers in the 1930’s
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Plastic Tomato
Wooden Apple
Rhodonite Rutabaga
See how that works?
Sam Stone is a character in a classic song by John Prine. He is a Vietnam veteran who comes home with an injured knee, and an addiction to morphine, and spirals downhill from there.
The lyrics start,
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Sam Stone came home,
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.
Chorus:
There’s a hole in daddy’s arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin’ I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don’t stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Mmm…
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It’s a fantastic song, from a fantastic artist.
I had a heck of a time picking a user name. I tried different variations of lil’ devil. No luck. So, I chose “theotherangel”.
Mine comes from the movie of the same name. (no not Jesus Christ Superstar as many have assumed). It starred some of the guy’s from Saturday Night Live about 4 years ago. The movie completely cracked me up and there are scenes that make me laugh just by thinking of them still.
Thank God this thread came up, though I saw it too late.
My case is and odd one, I started a thread weeks ago, here:
Would you help me to find the origin of my nick?.
It wasn’t very succesful, I will thank if you can make it clearer.
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Nada Brahma - Sound is God
I just picked that one up off the Ravi Shankar site:
Damn, if I was so attached to my current name I would jump on this one. It’s free for the taking.
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Hop like a fish???
No, no. It’s obviously Aryn.
Actually, I think a manx with a big bushy tail is quite funny.
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scherzo - a sprightly humorous instrumental musical composition or movement commonly in quick triple time
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OK, I’ll stop. Pardon me.
I tend to be skeptical, and my first name starts with “Ev.”
If I had known I’d be an active participant in the all-beingness that is the SDMB, I’d have chosen something a bit more cool. Sigh.
I might change it yet.
I take care of the place while the master is away.
It never bothered me before, but now that you mention it I see that you do indeed have a point, a very very good one. Damn you. I’m beginning to lose sleep already, and I haven’t even gone to bed yet.
It never bothered me before, but now that you mention it I see that you do indeed have a point, a very very good one. Damn you. I’m beginning to lose sleep already, and I haven’t even gone to bed yet.