You're so weird

Anyway, if there's a contest for the maximum amount of overthinking an insignificant detail can receive, that's my entry.

It can compete with me requesting 5x5 matrices of syllables similar to those found in various language groups from ChatGPT and sitting there at my computer saying various combinations out loud for ten minutes to pick a sci-fi-ish name for a character who is mentioned once and does not otherwise appear in the story. So far I've used Serbian/Slavic, Thai, Tagalog, Bantu and a Nordic potpourri.
 
Here's the weird, unexplainable thing I learned about myself over the last month.

I have a very strong affinity for lower-case "k".

I've been thinking a lot about how to write certain Korean words with English letters so they capture the right sound but also "look nice" in a manuscript, and one Korean letter can sound either like a "k" or a "g" depending on a few things, but often can go either way. I found myself picking "k" every time, unless it was capitalized, then there didn't seem to be a pattern to which I picked.

Anyway, if there's a contest for the maximum amount of overthinking an insignificant detail can receive, that's my entry.
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It can compete with me requesting 5x5 matrices of syllables similar to those found in various language groups from ChatGPT and sitting there at my computer saying various combinations out loud for ten minutes to pick a sci-fi-ish name for a character
Give us the most egregiously bad one you rejected :)
 
Give us the most egregiously bad one you rejected
I have no idea what it would be! The outputs look like this:

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Then I literally just sit there in my chair saying "zlekor. vrapulgren. glenhwellor" until I hit on something that seems right at the time. The menacing, corrupt security officer has a name with harsher clusters. The guy who in my head is kind of a jovial pushover has open vowels and rounded consonants.
 
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Then I literally just sit there in my chair saying "zlekor. vrapulgren. glenhwellor" until I hit on something that seems right at the time.
It's good form to get permission from authors before using their IP, so would you mind if I shipped VrapUL'Gren and Glenhwellor for the fanfic event? :ROFLMAO:
 
It's good form to get permission from authors before using their IP, so would you mind if I shipped VrapUL'Gren and Glenhwellor for the fanfic event? :ROFLMAO:
I do not mind at all. Poor Zlekor is going to be in the cuck chair, I guess.

I think Glenhwellor sounds a bit like Glenmalure, but of course you're not bound by that. ;)
 
Uhhh that reminds me: I'm weird! I don't drink coffee.
I don't drink coffee either, although sometimes I'll put a table spoon of it into my hot chocolate. I also very rarely drink alcohol and have never done recreational drugs.
Here's the weird, unexplainable thing I learned about myself over the last month.

I have a very strong affinity for lower-case "k".

I've been thinking a lot about how to write certain Korean words with English letters so they capture the right sound but also "look nice" in a manuscript, and one Korean letter can sound either like a "k" or a "g" depending on a few things, but often can go either way. I found myself picking "k" every time, unless it was capitalized, then there didn't seem to be a pattern to which I picked.

Anyway, if there's a contest for the maximum amount of overthinking an insignificant detail can receive, that's my entry.
I know it's not Korean, but I once went looking for a common Japanese surname and settled on one that could be spelled with either a g or a k. I chose the k one because it matched the spelling of a Swedish last name and this amused me. However, I shortly realized that I would not actually be using surnames in the story he was in, and so kinda forgot to write it down anywhere and now can't find it. 😅
 
At the risk of revealing too much personal info, my chosen/now legal first name is Roman but I dropped the -us ending.
 
Truer words have never been spoken. I love the articles that say a coffee a day is linked with lower heart disease. Makes me feel good about my addiction. Ha! Now if only I exercised more.

Reminds me of one of my favorite scenes in the Woody Allen movie Sleeper, where Woody Allen plays a character who has been asleep for 200 years and wakes up in the future:

Dr. Melik: This morning for breakfast he requested something called "wheat germ, organic honey and tiger's milk."

Dr. Aragon: [chuckling] Oh, yes. Those are the charmed substances that some years ago were thought to contain life-preserving properties.

Dr. Melik: You mean there was no deep fat? No steak or cream pies or... hot fudge?

Dr. Aragon: Those were thought to be unhealthy... precisely the opposite of what we now know to be true.

Dr. Melik: Incredible.
 
I am inordinately fond of Belgian ales (and good US imitations) and British IPAs (not US-types overwhelmed with west coast 4C hops). Give me Kent Goldings.

My best book/story ideas come somewhere between beer number one and beer number two in the evening, although usually extensive re-writing is needed the next morning.

Just made this Onion-Dubbel beer bread (a bottle of North Coast's Brother Thelonious instead of water.) Dark and aromatic.


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I mean.... This is Centurion Ergo Bibamus
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Literally "Therefore, we drink"
Julius Caesar's colleague in his consulship was Marcus Calpurnius Bibulus -- Marcus of the "your-great-great-grandad-was-a-drunk" Calpurniuses. In the civil war, Bibulus was on the side of Gnaeus Pompeius Magnus, Pompey the Great, but formerly Gnaeus Pompeius the Kid Butcher, son of Gnaeus Pompeius the Cross-eyed. When Bibulus's time in the consulship ended, his swearing of the traditional oath was vetoed by Publius Clodius Pretty-Boy.

That's the same Publius Clodius who would make an interesting character in some brother/sister/sister stories, allegedly, and whose sister is famous for being Clodia Who Is Always at the Baths, Clodia The Medea of the Palatine (after allegedly poisoning her husband), and Clodia the Unwilling, a reference to how often she turned men down -- never -- and as Lesbia, the muse of Catullus. Some of the great Roman invective comes from Cicero about Clodia, defending his friend Caelius Rufus, who was charged with her husband's murder. Sayeth Cicero at the trial:

I would attack his accusers with more vigor if I didn't have a quarrel with that woman's husband -- brother! I meant to say. I always make that mistake. I shall proceed with moderation, for I have never thought it my duty to quarrel with women, especially one whom every man has always considered a friend and no one's enemy.
Which seems to be a hell of a thing to say about your own mistress, maybe.
 
Just made this Onion-Dubbel beer bread (a bottle of North Coast's Brother Thelonious instead of water.) Dark and aromatic.


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That is a gorgeous loaf of bread. I used to do a lot of baking, before I had to give up gluten. I've managed to find replacements for a lot of things, but yeast breads are still escaping me, most of the time.
 
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