We've all been there. 

 

It's late. Or early. Maybe mid-afternoon. The Sun or moon or clouds hover in the sky, casting the foreground in start and/or dim light. Facebook is silent. Twitter is not a-Twutter. 

 

Not even an email deigns to bounce of the back wall of the empty warehouse of old dreams you call an inbox.

 

So, you look around. Nobody is home. The blinds might be drawn, it isn't important. In a way, you want them to look.

 

You bite your lip, and open up a private session of firefox or chrome.

 

And you fingers tremble as you type it in...

 

Google...

 

And then...

 

ineedfourberfs

 

*click*

 

 

 

For years, maybe even a decade now, we the curious have been shunned. "Degenerates!" they'd scream, directing a school bus full of kids past your car window just to show them the depths that humanity can fall to. But I say be ashamed no more, brothers and sisters.

 

We are the curious. And we have Googled ourselves!

 

 

 

So show me yours, and I'll show you mine. What happens when you Google your name, or your DM handle, or anything else related to you?

 

 

Unsurprisingly, a search for ineedfourberfs will show up my profile page here on DM.

 

4burner, which is a catch all handle for my writing blog and twitter, shows up #1 on Google which is handy, leads straight to my twitter. 

 

The blog is nowhere to be seen

 

 

And there is a person using my name to craft exotic 'deco-gothic' animal and African inspired jewelry.

 

wat.

Also, an incredibly diverse array of images crop up when you hit the image tab...

 

 

https://www.google.com.au/search?q=ineedfourberfs&ion=1&bav=on.2,or.r_qf.&bvm=bv.48705608,d.aGc&biw=1600&bih=799&um=1&ie=UTF-8&hl=en&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&ei=ObnaUcrONoaSiAfd0oFI

There is an actress, a singer, a song and a movie named Panchi among others.

 

Searching my RL name leads to links explaining meaning of Pankhuri and sites for Indian baby names.

can i do it till i need glasses?

 

oh... that would explain the 20/800 then...

We've all been there. 

 

It's late. Or early. Maybe mid-afternoon. The Sun or moon or clouds hover in the sky, casting the foreground in start and/or dim light. Facebook is silent. Twitter is not a-Twutter. 

 

Not even an email deigns to bounce of the back wall of the empty warehouse of old dreams you call an inbox.

 

So, you look around. Nobody is home. The blinds might be drawn, it isn't important. In a way, you want them to look.

 

You bite your lip, and open up a private session of firefox or chrome.

 

And you fingers tremble as you type it in...

 

Google...

 

And then...

 

ineedfourberfs

 

*click*

 

 

and here i was thinking this might go somewhere exciting 

it;s ok, you may remove one hand from the keyboard.  i won't tell. 

it;s ok, you may remove one hand from the keyboard.  i won't tell. 

 

i might need a box of tissues now.....

 

it;s ok, you may remove one hand from the keyboard.  i won't tell.

 

 

i might need a box of tissues now.....

bless you,

Apparently Hallia is a greek name, and then there was a ton of stuff in foreign languages.  And on the second page I found a DM post

 

 

it;s ok, you may remove one hand from the keyboard.  i won't tell.

 

i might need a box of tissues now.....

bless you,

 

.......     that was good one 

You made me look like this for a while: 

 

Then  , followed by  .

 

 

Google directs TinaHel to Tinahely, which apparently is a village in Ireland. If you force it to search for TinaHel then the first post is a link to my profile here at DM. 

A simple Google search will also reveal that Tinahel practically owns the entire internet.

And I'm pretty certain I own these exact pair of jeans found under the image search. Incidently, TinaHel also owns every image ever posted to dragonmount.

 

 

A search for my name proved that, as expected, I only exist here.

 

Apart from my doppelgangers on youtube and WoW of course.

Hallia Venezia!

 

Turns out you are some sort of crazy mask festival

 

 

https://www.google.com.au/search?q=Hallia&ion=1&bav=on.2,or.r_qf.&bvm=bv.48705608,d.aGc&biw=1600&bih=743&um=1&ie=UTF-8&hl=en&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&ei=l_bbUbX4DM-5iAe9tIGYBw

 

 

Mixed in with some rally driving and skateboarding, both things I can get behind. 

 

That it people, round it up, we're all moving to Venezuela!

Dopplegangers indeed. I've seen your level 80 Shaman. 

Seems like everywhere I go I have crazy high Levels

 

Shaman hmmm?

 

*starts singing I can move, move, move any mountain*

I knew I should have gone with Druid

 

 

And hardy har har. One day, soon, you will know the true power of Berf.

My name describes the whole internet culture.

 

Serves me right for choosing such a generic moniker.