Recently, I entered a contest for an HP DM3 through the blog, freeandflawed.com. In order to enter, each contestant had to divulge their most embarrassing AIM screenname. For most, the question is moot, as their first screenname is normally the most embarrassing, being that it was created during the awkward tweener and teeange years of melodrama and angst. Mine, however, is a little more formidable and is actually still my current screenname because I have self confidence (I think), but it surely is my most embarrassing. Believe me, I would go back to some of the older ones of my teenage years, but I don’t think I will ever shy away from using jedisoccermom. Therefore, I wanted to take this post to explain, once and for all, the story behind the screenname… (after the break)
I am from Chicago, originally. As such, I tend to be proud of that fact and show it in my actions as well. In moving to Indianapolis, I noticed a fair amount of difference in the driving ability of the other drivers around me, but I digress.
While I still lived in Chicago, we are all proud of the fact that we can parallel park better than most of the country. So much so that when I was still driving my parent’s mini-van, I was able to fit into spots with just enough room to fit the vehicle. Driving around with Andy and Amanda in a neighborhood on the near-NW side of the city, Divison and Damen for the natives, we were (of course) unable to find parking. We finally found something that was just enough room and they said that I would never fit the van in the spot. On my first try, I got it. As we got out of the car, in awe of the feat, we realized that I was basically on the bumper of the cars both in front and behind my vehicle.
Andy goes, “You would have to be a soccer mom with the power of the Jedi force in order to do that again!” The sentiment stuck…
Did the Internet community peak at bookmarks? Asked in a different and perhaps more complete way: just as technologies like RSS and email in their purest forms are hard to beat even as technology marches forward, what better technology exists to keep track of information on the ever-expanding Internet than bookmarks? Taken a step further, what better way to share the bookmarked information than a site of your own? As such, I‘ve been reading, which is why I write now.
Working in and having a passion for libraries, I am struck by the fact that the way bookmarks work in the physical world is not directly analogous to bookmarks in the digital world. Bookmarks in the digital world are instead like dog-eared pages or highlighted passages; if you think of the Internet as a single tome, that is. In any case, anything that moves you to deface a book should probably be shared or become immortalized in some other way than just a reference for a future version of yourself.