This weekends Question...

So the other day I was looking through the forum a little and ran across a post by
WASP. Then I noticed his avatar changed again. This one looks much closer to the way I always imagined him in my head.:cheesy:
Then that got me to thinking...
Why did he choose the name? Why WASP?

So this is the question I am putting out for all who dare bare their souls enough to tell...
Why did you pick your screen name?:|
Also if you care to give a reason for your avatar thats cool too.

WASP - I HATE WASPS. (wallstreet the film).

KillPhil08, from KillBill...old old old username.

Signature because it's true. Avatar stolen off depthCORE.

check out my profile innit.
How about you!?

I chose mine because the plane takes off!!

KillPhil08 said:

WASP - I HATE WASPS. (wallstreet the film).

KillPhil08, from KillBill...old old old username.

Signature because it's true. Avatar stolen off depthCORE.

check out my profile innit.
How about you!?

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Good question...
H W Steele is my pen name. I came up with it about 20 years ago. I was writing a story about some crazy family for fun to read to my sister to keep her entertained.
I wanted a cool name so I used two names I thought were cool and joined them together.
The first was Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The second was the main character from the 80's TV show Remington Steel.
I have used the name H W Steele ever since when I write.
The lion is of course because I'm a Leo.
My signature, like you, because it's true.

By the way that makes a nice third question.

random name i thought up about 10years ago in online gaming, has been my cyber alias ever since!

The trading method that appeals to me most is trend-following, hence trendie.
(this is also used ironically, as being a typical techno-IT geek with apalling social skills, I have no fashion sense whatsoever. The character Moss from the The IT Crowd could so easily have been based on me.)
My first avatar was the "Homer Simpson x-ray showing a pea-brain".
My current avatar is from 2001-Space Odyssey, astronaut going into monolith at end of film.

My alternative name that I use on other forums is myrtle-turtle, from Richard Dennis' "The Turtles".

People at the geyhound track shout "go on the number four dog", and since i've got a greyhound


four dog--foredog.

When my daughter was about 18 months old, she started trying to jump. She seemed to think that she could jump by bobbing her head up and down rather than using her feet. When that didn't work, she started shouting GUMP-ING!!! Every time she did it in the hope that that would make her take off......
It took her a month or so to get it, bless her

My avatar is Makka Pakka - one of her favourite characters off the TV. And I also think it was him who got her wanting to learn to 'gump' in the first place. It used to be Tweety which I selected at random from the available ones.

My sig: I made that up after a conversation with Crap Buddhist about the nomenclature of certain winning trades

After four years of various pseudonyms I settled with my own name.
Doctor M. Dyson > Dr Mike Dyson > Actor Mike Dyson > Actor M.D. (that was having my cake and eating it) > Actor Mudé >

My avatar is one of Banksy's works. I think it exemplifies the dark side of a capitalist "democratic" society. Bringing the old world into the new. New people, new century, same old b*lls. Growing up in Liverpool in the 80's it resonates with me. It captures what I hate most about *insert generic political or corporate individual/body*

Because I wish I was Italian.

Honey is a sweet luxurious fluid produced by honey bees (and some other species) and derived from the nectar of flowers.

Honey is pure, ancient and sacred.
Honey and gold share some strong similarities, other than colour.

Honey, like gold can be considered loot.
Steeling honey combs from a bee-hive can be considered both improbable, highly skillful & to be congratulated if done successfully.
Steeling money from the markets is not too disimilar.

A Honey Monster will have highly tuned skills in the art of raiding these institutions & recovering the loot.

In trading terms, I am and aspire to be a Honey Monster!

Well so far no one has told a story that scares me.
That's better than I expected.
Very interesting so far.

Well my name is Sam, so the muel comes from Samuel. It was also my nickname when I was younger and some people still cal me muel now. Although I just tell the ladies its because I am hung like a donkey The 'mega' bit was just added on to make a username when I first started using the internet and its been my username for everything ever since. I just added an avatar because this thread made me reailse how many people have one and I don't! I picked a Budhha because I am fascinated with Buddhism and I like Budhha statues and figures.

Sam.

err, sorry, really dull...

When I registered, I was in the garden and a wasp flew by the screen and hey presto!

As for my avatar, I change them so often it just grabbed me at the time.... a stencil of the 404 girl of /b/ - Random. My profile pic is also from there and something all camwhores MUST do!

All this time I thought your screen name WASP was the key to unlocking the secrets of the universe.
I will now have to have some quiet time to get over this!

if it was, would I tell, maybe it is, and its all just a cover up........!

Oh crap! Now you are just messing with my head! How am I supposed to sleep at night with this kind of burden?

I’ve been fighting shy of responding to this because I knew the memories and feelings it would inevitably bring to the surface once again would lead me, very possibly, down those dark, dank corridors of memory, more out of protection than design shielded from conscious thought – more out of pity than shame, hidden from the Lord’s gaze. But perhaps now is the right time to exorcise my demons…

It was a hot, humid evening as it pretty much always is in this part of the world. They had been firing across our lines all night long, parachute flares, RPGs, random sniper fire. Madness. The monsoon evening rains had quenched for but a few seconds the parched earth on which we lay and gave a musty, foetid odour to the vegetation which was fast withering in the chemical death of week long A-O fly-bys.

Rations has long since diminished to forage-and-find and the scraps we were able to steal from the corpses of those recently slain was woefully insufficient and served only to heighten the hunger and deepen the desperation of our situation.

Rain, heat, mud, death, blood, killing, thirst, separation and then – with clarity and overwhelming ‘knowing’ – pure realisation: If I ever got out of here, I would follow the teachings of that jungle and trade for a living.

With that, I grabbed a nearby Bramble bush and stuck it up my ass as a reminder, for all time, of what it was going to be like on t2w.

Well at least you can admit you've got your head up your ar$e