it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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Saturday morning meme while the tea is brewing

"Meme while the tea is brewing, type like it's never going to hurt"?

Um. Perhaps... not.

Anyway--via my entire friendslist:

My journal is called _____ because _____.

My journal is called "turns steel into peanut brittle" because it's one of those phrases that has stuck with me for a million years. It's in hyperbolic reference to liquid nitrogen, and I honestly can't remember where I picked it up from. Mr. Wizard, probably, or some science teacher shattering jello blocks.

Also, it always reminds me of the scene in John Brunner's Stand on Zanzibar, one of my favorite books, where the mucker attacks the AI in its liquid nitrogen bath, with... predictable results.

My subtitle is _____ because _____.

My subtitle is "this *is* my professional image"because that may not be immediately obvious. *g* Seeing as the level of professionalism I maintain here is business casual at best, and probably blue jeans Friday on most days. I have got a nice suede jacket, though.

My friends page is called _____ because _____.

My friends page is called "I knew I should have hired a caterer...." because I like to cook, but boy are there more of you than I ever expected. *g* Not that that's a bad thing.

My username is ____ because _____.

My username is matociquala because that's Dakota for "little bear," and I've been "matociquala" online for *mumble* over ten years now. Since I had an account on Delphi and hung out on usenet. Because "bear" is always always always taken. Where they only allow six or eight character usernames, I'm "ursa."

My default userpic is _____ because_____.

My default userpic is currently the headbangy icon because, well, I like it. It was made for me back in 2003 by a fellow livejournaler, and now I see I've forgotten who. Please stand up?

Often, it's the Phil Ochs "God help the troubador who tries to be a star" one, as a sort of gentle reminder to myself to keep passing those open windows. And apple trees. And arrogances. And sometimes it's something that relates to what I'm reading or watching or writing.

Magpie mind.

And now, a moment of shared unreality courtesy of stillsostrange: Object 775. Cover art for their notorious but hard to find 2001 debut album, Roses for Nikita, now available online.

Don't worry if you haven't heard of them. However, the webmaster informs me that there will be additional art and lyrics following, including the cover of Second Skin.


Looking for who made me the headbangy icon, I found this 2003 entry on Sitzfleisch that I think deserves dusting off.


 [Writing is like splitting wood.] Aim past the wood; aim through the wood; aim for the chopping block.

--Annie Dillard


Also, I added a bunch of new/old posts to the "writing technique" section of my memories.
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