http://www.muddymountainpottery.com/raku-ray-guns.html -- OMG. I am a potter's daughter, and I approve of these sculptures.

Me: "There's a plate on your bed."
hcolleen: "Yeah."
Me: "You know, if there were an earthquake on your bed, you'd be seeing plate tectonics."
Me: *runs very very fast*
All responding IRC denizens seem to think this was a prudent maneuver.


Displayed name change
From: "Azz (shot right through with a bolt of blue)"
To: "Azz (bolt of blue) - finest-kind molasses lackey"

Yes, this is an inside joke.

Previously: "I see you falling" -- from New Order's "Bizarre Love Triangle"
Currently: "Azure/Pufferfish (the words that I can't say)" -- a Cryptonomicon reference, the code names for a bit of Heavy Encryption, and more Bizarre Love Triangle.
Call me: Azz, 'Ni, Loony, Miss Lunatic, Reverend Lunatic. No changes to the names I go by. (Intimates still get to call me by the diminutive of my birth-name.)

Rationale: I was thinking about it, and it fit. There's a lot of stuff that I feel working around inside my head. I can't talk about it. I'm not really sure what any of it is. It's encrypted even from me, I can't articulate it, and ... enough of it, I know what it ties to, and what it ties to can be summed up by the song.

The more I change, the more I remain the same. I am constant, I am patient, I am really rather nuts, and I've become alarmingly stable as far as anyone who knew me before would note.

( Every time I think of you / I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. )

Players: me, & the usual suspect
Innocent bystanders: Figment/Meta-Man, the Cute Desk Guy
Audience: amberfox, Dawn, and a decent-sized chunk of LJ