Back in 1999, when I started my first real job in a bank. There were a few young guys there and we were just starting to get into HTML. We were discussing email names and domains and stuff, and my email [still is] decorum2000. Decorum is the name of a band I play in. So I picked that.

My mate Stu said, that's gay, why don't you have a cool email address, like ninja space monkey, or something.

That got me thinking, and after we got into HTML a bit more, I registered the domain name planetmonkey.co.uk in 1999/2000, and set up a crappy site. Just because I thought it would be a cool domain.

And now I use planetmonkey as my handle for loads of sites. Although I don't use the domain anymore (I think it redirects to my new site.)

I've since register lunamonkey.co.uk (this is not a shameless plug), but I never use it as a handle. It just didn't stick. [Luna has nothing to do with XP, Luna as in moon.]

And that's the story of my stupid handle.

My real name's Chris, but I'm about 200,000 members too slow for that one

lanetmonkey:

feline *impressed* with Fuzzy Logic

there arent many other places i am familiar with where such a post would fit in

it was most interesting, but you dont actually seem to have answered the question of why?

somewhere around the time I hit puberty, I started feeling very weird everytime there was a full moon. It was very distressing to me and my brother (with whome I shared a room My parents built me a special bedroom below basement level and told me I had to stay there when I started feeling this 'weirdness' at night. I kept asking them why all this was happening, but they never really told me anything, just vague references to a "family" thing and "oh, it's just your hormones kicking in" and "everybody goes through this", yada, yada. Until the 'change' started. It had gotten to a point that it was very hard to just ignore all this stuff and follow my parents blindly. So one night, during a harvest moon (also a blue moon iirc) I went down in my little room, but I jimmied the lock so it wouldn't engage when my Dad locked it. I went to bed. The next day, when I woke up, I noticed that all the muscles in my body were really sore and I had scratches on my legs. I had absolutely no idea what had happened. This was pretty scary. I ran up the stairs to find out, once and for all, what was going on. When I got to the kitchen, my Mom and Dad were sitting at the table along with a very odd looking gentleman.......

Hey, wouldn't it be cool to write a story one sentence at a time, where each entry had to be made by a different person?

That would probably suck...actually, each writing one paragraph would be cool, with like 3 sentences per paragraph max, so you can get an idea across before someone looses the momentum

kinrik:

Fuzzy Logic - the answer above is fuzzified, its so fuzzy, no one can understand it...just like me

actually it made a lot of sense to me

feline wonders if this is a good or a bad sign

Someone please explain to Bangkokboy what juni was mashing.

My screen name used to be waynec02... my first name and first inital of last name. My friends didnt know that, so they thought it was pronounced 'wayne ecca 2'... hence, Ecca2. Stupid I know but it just stuck.

(L)a(v)ant=elvee
elvee used to be lovbro1 here and got tired of it

Hehe, knew you wouldn't know

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