Smell Miami Now
My blog's host, Major Steel, once noted in his blog, Out of the Mist, that his pseudonym is an anagram of his real name. I had always wondered where he got that moniker, but I didn't want to ask, lest it turn out to be a reference to something with which I should've been familiar.
I started thinking about anagrams, and wondered if my name might be rearranged into anything interesting. A quick Google search of "anagram" turned up this site, which held my attention for the better part of a day.
Through the mind-boggling power of the microchip, I was able to produce the following variations on the letters of my full legal name:
Moms Manicotti Swell (which would be a rather mundane observation, if my mom made manicotti, which she doesn't).
Moscow Mental Limits (I'm not certain what this means, although it reminds me of one of my favorite TV shows, Austin City Limits).
Little Swami Commons (perhaps an apartment complex in Bangladesh?).
Waltons Mimic Motels ("Goodnight John Boy. We'll leave the light on for ya.").
Calmest Moonlit Swim (has a nice ring to it, but doesn't work as a pseudonym).
Next, I tried removing my middle name. I figured fewer letters might translate into an anagrammatical pseudonym. Unfortunately, I couldn't come up with a single one, but I did get the rather intriguing Mellow Animism, and Slim Men Wail Om.
Needless to say, I'll be sticking with "Bill".