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BooMan
Martin Longman a contributing editor at the Washington Monthly. He is also the founder of Booman Tribune and Progress Pond. He has a degree in philosophy from Western Michigan University.
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In retrospect three of five were really rather humorous, four made it to the grill, and one danced.
I failed at War.
Environmentalism is the most important political issue to me. Trains are my hobby. Burlington is my favorite route, which during my youth merged into the Burlington Northern – which of course had green cabooses.
A long involved story beginning with a slit trench and a tank.
Mine is just my name and last initial. I truly have a lively imagination, and I’m an artist who makes hooked rugs. My car license plate is HOOK RUG. But when you start labeling yourself as a hooker, things get confusing.
And here I was thinking “Donna Ah!”
Nickname + last initial. Short and unpretentious.
Started out with ignorant bystander. I thought I was so clever when I came up with that.
I’d have been Indianagreen, except the Greens have pretty much given up here in red state bible land.
Initials. Not necessarily mine.
Some years ago as entomologist for mosquito control in the Daytona Beach area, I was tasked with aerial surveillance of the salt marshes in the northern part of the county called the Tomoka salt marsh. That meant flying shotgun in a helicopter while I was ferried around to various parts of the saltmarsh, where we would briefly land and I would sample for mosquito larvae. Then we would use that data to determine where to treat the marsh with larvicide.
The pilot of said helicopter and I developed a close working relationship, as is required in most any aerial operation where the pilot has an observer flying with him, jumping in and out of the aircraft dozens of times. So, as something of a term of endearment, he began calling me “bugboy”, and the name stuck.
Recognizable to dedicated fans of Survivor.
I want to remain anonymous on-line (and probably will continue to feel that way until I retire). I’ve got a shorter name that I’ve used at another site for a long time, but wasn’t sure I wanted to transfer it over to other sites. So when I started posting at Balloon-Juice I just picked this (with an apostrophe). And when I started posting here, I just moved it over.
It could be read another way, I suppose… 🙂
HTH!
Cheers,
Scott.
Yeah, I read it as “I’m not sure what I want to be when I grow up.” Which I liked.
Ja-nick-cket:
Jay, a bay Thoroughbred gelding; Nick, a chestnut Quarter Horse gelding; Cricket, a mousy gray Shetland pony mare.
Jay and Nick were mine; Cricket was Nick’s true love. All gone now to greener pastures.
The “J” is capped or not depending on how lazy my shift-keying finger was when signing up for particular blogs.
Oh, and if you find the image of a large impressive horse slobbering affection (over a fence) at a tiny shaggy flirty pony amusing, you are not alone.
I taught statistics and measurement before retiring. Karl Pearson had his pluses and negatives.
Rho, rho, rho your boat.
Good one!
Dean Campaign –> Blog For America
Many people used the Name In Location so I created a login on BFA with that format and have kept it ever since.
Until I move, at least.
sunmusing…a tribute to my late brother James…who was a student of the Universe, he was my mentor, my friend, and always my brother in life and in death…sunmusing was one of his ways of connecting with the Universe…a sort of meditation…He was an ARTIST of extreme quality…everything he painted, wrote, or discussed was exceptional…to me, and to our family and to his peers…He never wanted to be famous, or rich…he was the kind of person that would be rejected, ridiculed, and dismissed by what we have passing as the Christians…sorry, I didn’t mean to go on, but James is well worth remembering everyday, for the rest of my life…
No worries, mate, go on as long as you like. Thinking about them is a way to keep loving them.
I did not realize how I felt about my father in law until he passed, and I think of him every time I look at one of his items I have strewn about, and I smile.
nalbar
My grandfather arrived in Galveston, TX in the first decade of the 20th century with the beautiful name of Ястреблянский, and left heading northward with the unlovely monosyllable Bloom. I’m not strictly anonymous but like to keep my egos in the alter state, and also preserve the family history in this way.
I humbly ask, “Could you provide a phonetic spelling, please?”
His user name IS the phonetic spelling.
That’s very interesting. Sadly, I see no one lives in Yastreblya (Belarus, near the Ukrainian border) any more, as it’s only 30 miles from Chernobyl. My family came from approximately that part of the world as well, and about the same time, but not through Galveston.
My grandfather himself was from much further south, Kishinev (now Chishinau in Moldova) but I figure his family must have emigrated there from “White Russia” in the late 1800s, whence the name. I had to make all this stuff up, family tradition was full of holes, pronounced the name wrong and had no idea how to spell it, the Russian passport was lost, and the week I found the existence of Yastreblya in Belarus was the week I started blogging.
Sadly, no interesting story to tell here. It is pretty self explanatory.
I live in NC, the “Tarheel State”, and my political philosophy fundamentally is that of a small-d grassroots democrat in the Thomas Paine-Thomas Jefferson tradition.
it’s a joke on my real name, I’m “Quinn the eskimo” like the song. The first place I tried the name was a music board where other people named Quinn had the same idea, so I got creative with the spelling.
Close enough to my real name to feel like me and far enough that I trust no one will find it with a quick google search. I trust no one will be motivated to go past a quick google search on me. 🙂
nalbar
Small ‘n’!
It comes from a nail bar…which is a tool to pull out nails.
http://stanleytools.com/default.asp?TYPE=CATEGORY&CATEGORY=HT+BARS
But nailbar always seemed to be taken at the big sites, so I simply removed the ‘i’, and it became me everywhere.
In gaming I have a tendency to go with sher-man or sheridan, after the civil war generals. It’s frequently shortened to sher.
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I have lots of usernames on the web that I recycle as needed so that no one name gets all the exposure. This one refers to a children’s book from the ’70s by Jeanne Goessling with dialogue that is made up almost entirely of single letters, meant to be read aloud. Hence:
A B C D goldfish?
L, M N O goldfish.
O S A R. C D B D Is?
L I B! M R goldfish!
Yes, I am a word nerd. No, I am not the DG on Facebook.
Haha! We used to do this one:
ABCD puppies?
MRNo puppies!
OSAR! CMP?
I used to be Bob In Pacifica. Then I was Bob In Beaverton. Now I am Bob in Portland. Forty-five years ago I was Bob on the Jersey Shore.
Bob in Pacifica rings a bell. What blog and how long ago?
I posted occasionally on Dead Horse, had a South of Heaven blog.
Parttime human being, been called that since Junior High.
I’m a guy named Bruce who grew up, left and came back to the Sonoran Desert. Glorious place, beautiful in it’s own way, even when it’s 114 out 🙂
Also, was a nicer alternative to bruce12876 when it came to choosing my gmail address, and thus easy for me to remember.
My name is Robert. The DSC is an old acronym that I used to use when working on digital projects in the early 00’s. The projects have since faded away, but the name remains.
It’s the name my parents gave me at birth, including the middle initial that stands for a name I’ve never liked, even before I’d ever heard of Willard Romney
c u n d gulag:
Is short for “See you in the GULag.”
I came up with that moniker during the early W years, when people like me who hated what he and the Republicans were doing – especially in the run-up to the Iraq fiasco – were called treasonous traitors who should he rounded-up, and put in camps.
Nickname for Marion, my name, and I live in Denver.
I was late to start playing EverQuest, so by the time I got there all the good, lazy names had been taken. I tried the Fantasy Name Generator on the character creation screen but kept getting shit like Elloallhazoradram and Berugyniar. So, my handle is the first five letters of one of those jawbreakers.
Yes, creativity is not my strong suit; why do you ask?
It can’t get more stupid than this:
My position as head of the Church of Daffy Duck was “the Rook” (The catholic church had bishops and a pope, we had bishops and a rook.) A rook is also a black bird and can mean “to cheat”.
Later at a workplace there was already a “Rob” there, so they asked me what I wanted to be called and I went with Rook. Someone wrote “Rookski” on my time card and I said I preferrred Rook-toven” as it sounds like the red baron (Richthofen)or Beethoven.
Plus it’s a name that is never taken on most websites.
Roll over…
“Jafnhar” is one of the men/gods that Gylfi encounters in the Prose Edda. It’s an alternate name for Odinn. It means “equally high”. I don’t remember why I picked it. It’s just one of these names I had in my head. I’ve been using it for years.
I’m just the Voice in the Wilderness, crying out to people to repent, but no one listens to me. Someday I probably will wind up with my head on a platter. Better than winding up with one’s head bowed to a dictator.
And calling for massive infrastructure: Make straight in the desert a highway!
And “Let every (Silicon) Valley be exalted!”
My first few years in college I was majoring in chemistry. I decided an entertaining recreational chemical would be a good username for me. Then I changed majors, then I graduated, then 25 years passed, but it turns out I have high username inertia so I’m still using it here and there.
As long as it’s going into your mouth and not your fuel tank.
Kip is my name.
My first name, with a 1 replacing the i.
Mine is self-explanatory and indicative of who I think are the worst people I’ve personally encountered.
CD stands for chemical dependency. I’m a counselor. The rest is my name.
My user name goes back to the very first time I commented on a blog, probably in 2004. I don’t even remember what blog it was, not one I read regularly, in fact that was the only time I ever visited it.
I had been curious as to how the term “Democrat Party” had come to be used as a slur by conservatives. The poster was trying to explain why it was perfectly right and proper to say “Democrat Party” rather than “Democratic Party.” The gist of it was that the Democrats had no right to the term “democratic” because that made it seem like they were for democracy whereas the republicans weren’t. (Which is actually kind of true, but I digress … )
I was disgusted by the Glenn Beck-like ignorance/paranoia of this argument, and in addition the tone was extremely arrogant, as if Democrats were too stupid to even understand why “Democratic Party” should be so terribly offensive.
My comment was that “democratic” is simply the adjectival form of the word “democrat,” and therefore correct English. If you ignore that simple fact, then by the same token the Republican Party ought to be called the “Republic Party”.
Without too much thought I signed the comment “priscianus jr”, after Priscianus (aka Priscian in English), one of the most influential grammarians in history. Since I am not actually he, and since he lived in the 6th century A.D., I added the “jr”.
After that I felt the name had somehow been given to me by fate and I might as well stick with it.
I first started commenting during the tech bubble when the idea of a completely web-connected house was the new hotness that would change everything. My name is a parody of that particular piece of stupid optimism.
One blogger figured it out a long time ago. I think it might have been Boo… some clever Philly blogger, anyway.
Had a web development company in Montana in the late 90s called Feral Systems.
People think mine is some kind of Italian thing. In a way, I guess it is. My older brother made the word up, and uses it as a term of endearment. He’s good at making up Italian words that have no meaning whatsoever.
My last name is O’Neill. The Irish family crest shows a severed red hand from the story of an Irish king who claimed his kingdom in Ulster by winning a ship race to the shore. The story went that the first to touch the beach could claim the land. O’Neill was losing, so to win the race he severed his hand and threw it on the beach just before his rival made it ashore.
Always liked the story due to the fanatical commitment it showed. Fits in with my philosophy, though I would not employ this particular tactic!
user named from location, Errol, NH.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Errol,_New_Hampshire
I haven’t lived there yet, so I guess it’s an aspirational location; it’s one of many very nice places near me at the time and a few miles from noted location Dixville Notch
http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/03/dixville.notch/index.html
yodecat. Sounds peculiar.
My granddaughter was very fond of my large orange tom. She would pick him up (with effort) and march around the house singing, “yodecat, yodecat” with various verses following.
How could that not be my webname?
My user name is squeezebob. I play the accordion.
My user name is a description of the kind of Veteran I am. Didn’t serve in any theaters of war. So nothing really to remember or be remembered for.