Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Today I felt like answering a question that you may have been wondering, if you didn’t already know (As I already wrote this up somewhere else).

How did Blue get her name?

Alas, ‘tis not a great tale, it’s rather dull and kind of odd (I think), rather like the stories of how I got my scars (I have two, but that’s for a later date).
You see, it all started with that notorious pain in the arse, Tom. Tom was always a bit strange, like me, that’s why we clicked so well at the start. But as time went on I discovered that Tom seemed a bit more insane than me.
I believe I’ve mentioned our alter egos at the time, characters A and B. I never tell you their names because mine is dead and buried to me, well, filed away in a cabinet in my mind and if I let her out I’ll have no room for all of my others awaiting filing, and I don’t tell you Tom’s because it’s the username he chose for everything he joined, which actually ties in with my story. Trouble is, I’ve forgotten which one I originally said was A and which was B, I’d like to keep a little continuity to it at least. Oh well, we’ll just say that, for this entry, Tom’s was A and mine was B, I’ll change it if I find out that it’s wrong.
So, Tom was more insane than me. We told each other the storied we made up about our alter egos and I often supplied my ideas to help him when he created an island full of females in which Character A was the only male (Typical, stereotypical, teenage boy’s fantasy) when he was stuck on something, like how She ended up being there I listened to what he said about her and suggested that maybe she did this and that’s how she got there, which he happily accepted.
Anyway, Tom suddenly started telling me about Character A being married to a cartoon character, which he’d stolen and altered slightly to fit his story (Very much like I did, though mine was on a larger scale) and how he’d been killed y the villain but he hadn’t actually been killed, it would have killed a normal being but character A was immortal so it didn’t kill him, it just whipped his memory and transported him to another world. That world being this one and Character A being him. He actually believed that he was Character A and the story went that his wife found him and brought him back to their world and all was fine. So he said that he really was Character A and that would happen. Naturally, I spotted several flaws with this. ‘So she’ll come and get you while you’re 16? So, what about when you turn seventeen, will you change to story to seventeen? And eighteen?’ He did change it once, after his next birthday but that’s where he stopped it.
During that period though we had exchanged email addresses (as we were both under the assumption that when he moved house, he’d be moving schools too. This wasn’t the case and his parents kept him in that school for his GCSE’s, it made sense. The time he was at that school was the longest he’d ever been in one school, because his parents moved house a lot.)
So we emailed each other a lot. One day he suddenly said, ‘in your emails can you not call me Tom, call you call me character A?’ I thought this is getting worse by the minute but I said okay so he said ‘thanks, by the way is there a nickname you want me to call you by?’ I didn’t particularly care but I thought for a while. Not long before that I had downloaded a game from a company called Big Fish Games and their logo was a green fish so I thought about it for a bit and thought, ‘something blue’, as that was and still is my favourite colour. The only blue creature I could think of was a bluebird. I thought about it for a bit and then I thought, ‘sure, why not’, at that time we were feeding the birds in our garden and I particularly liked them so it seemed to fit, so I said, ‘if you really insist I suppose you could call me bluebird.’ Thankfully it didn’t last long and he grew out of it. So the name of Bluebird was dormant for a couple of years. It resurfaced during my 1st year of 6th form, they year before I started my blog. I didn’t have a USB on which to save my work and I needed to send myself some IT work, so I decided to get a hotmail account, like Tom (I’d been on Outlook Express since I’d gotten onto the internet). When the time came to think of a name I didn’t want to put something like [email protected] and add in a random number, like Tom had. I wanted to pick something anonymous, so as you wouldn’t know it was me unless I told you. I thought long and hard about it, I thought of all of my previous alter egos, all of the previous username’s I’d used for things but none seemed right. Then, suddenly I thought about that thing with Tom and I thought, bluebird, that sounds okay. But that name was already taken, so I threw in a number ad it was accepted. It was only later on when I looked at it that I realised that when I typed it out the second time and added the number I had accidentally put in two i’s. I thought about getting rid of it and starting again but I stopped and thought, bluebiird, that sounds kind of unique. I like it. So I kept it. Then I discovered that hotmail didn’t work at school but my teacher told me that his yahoo account did so I got a yahoo account under the same name and ever since, when I’ve had to come up with a username for something it’s been bluebiird, with a double i.
As for Barmy Blue’s Bland Blog, that took some considerable thinking. I was thinking of various things, I thought I’d better include the fact that I’m boring, but also insane, and my name, of course, so you’d know it was me. When I thought of bland I thought it’d be great if they all began with B. I still don’t know how I came up with it, but I remember that Barmy was the last word to be put in.

Well, I think that’s it from Barmy Blue . I’ve got homework to do.

Bluebiird out.