31 tweets for 2012-12-1

In the last 24 hours, I posted the following to Twitter:

• Saturday, 0048: The Typewriter: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgDcacwgCoY (song, for mandolin and typewriter)
• Saturday, 0101: My fitbit #fitstats for 11/30/2012: 2,068 steps and 0.9 miles traveled. http://www.fitbit.com/user/23LLYD
• Saturday, 0113: http://www.fallingfalling.com/ http://www.uwec.edu/walkerjs/PicturesOfMusic/Audio/Pitch_Perception_examples/Shepard_tones.htm
• Saturday, 0119: Eeelslap: does what it says on the package. http://eelslap.com/ (Fun with mouse.)
• Saturday, 0242: @teshiron Guy, greenscreen, somebody whacks him across the face with an eel. Mouse placement on horizontal axis controls swing.
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A conversation with a white, married-to-a-woman, technical man in the 35-45 age bracket, about names

So I'd been having a great time talking to this guy's wife, who looks like the Bloggess (short, perky, cute), and then he comes over and joins the conversation.

Him: "What's your name?"
Me: *indicates name badge that all party attendees are wearing* "Azz."
Him: "What's that short for?"
Me: *indicates username on name badge* "Azure Lunatic."
Him: "But what's your real name?"
Me: "Azz."

(slightly awkward pause, in which I am smiling, sociably and toothily)

Me: "It's not the name I was born with; my parents gave me a perfectly serviceable name that saw me through school and stuff. And now I'm an adult, and I've got my own name."

The conversation moved on to other topics. I was deeply glad that I had gone over the things-I-might-say-in-the-event, because in the actual event, it just fell out of my mouth.