How Umazarbaa came to be.

Finally, it's time to let the secret out.

Here is how Umazarbaa came to be, it's not very exciting really, but it was just too silly to let it go by...here goes:

Being an old single feller I have posted a couple of internet personal ads, and every so often someone actually contacts me.
Well, a while back I got an email from a woman who insisted on keeping her 1st name tippity-top secret.
This, in the world of internet personals is someplace between absurd and just plain unfriendly.
It is most common to email someone an introduction starting with 'Hi (username), my name is mark', for example - which still leaves nothing significant to find a person with (if that is anyone's particular fear, and it's really not easy to do even if you wanted to...).
But in this situation, after several emails had already gone back and forth all I had to relate with was the name 'critter' for a woman someplace in NH, and not even a picture - it was all just extremely vague and frankly left me feeling quite uncomfortable.

Apparently she and many others are so technophobic that they think if they provide (for instance) their 1st name in an introduction (like Mary, maybe...), that some mad stalker will somehow find this mostly nameless, totally faceless stranger in a city with many thousands of the same 1st name and do them great harm just for yucks. An icky thought. Yuck.

I even asked politely after the emails had gone both ways for around a week and was told to simply call her 'critter', to which I responded with 'is your name -really- 'critter' ?'; nope, says she, and nothing more.

So I decided to explain that unless a person has an amazingly unique 1st name and lives in a tiny town with a total population of 200 like some of the towns here in rural Vermont, it is quite safe to share one's 1st name....when suddenly, into my head popped an entire fully formed example:

'Umazarbaa, is that REALLY you ?'
.....and the giggles started immediately !!!

(Truly it was a great and highly pertinent example, because if there ever really was a person named Umazarbaa in a rural town of 200 they would be very, very easy to look up !)

But....
There isn't such a real person (I'm quite certain) - and it ain't gonna happen - so it's just goofy and silly and harmless after all. And that's all it was meant to be...silly, harmless fun.
And there I was, in the wee hours of a day, with all the silly imaginings of a person walking into a Post Office and asking for help finding their lost cousin Umazarbaa, and well - I guess you just had to be there and as slaphappy as myself for it to be quite so funny at 3AM. I just giggled myself silly. It was great fun for me. (Oddly enough the woman didn't reply after that, I guess she'd lost her sense of humus....)

It then occurred to me that maybe Umazarbaa could be a word in a foreign language....

So I searched for it quite a bit, and found.....nothing ! (Not even a Swahili word meaning fried bugs.) Nada.

A bit later it occurred to me that I have been wanting to register a domain for a while and that the biggest hurdle was coming up with a unique name that I actually liked - and that had always been my tripping point - but no longer !
The answer had come to me in a storm of giggles.
(I think that is a good way for life's answers to find a person, don't you ?)

That night Umazarbaa.org was born. Registered as a domain, and you're looking at it right now.
It does sound a bit like a cat with a hairball problem, but still it suits me purr-fectly.
And of course it just had to come with the picture of a cat called Nyah! on the front page after all that....

Is that too goofy, or what ?

If all that silliness isn't quite enough....AND if you happen to be a single lady who'd like a gentleman companion
in your life - I invite you to have a peek here: the "about me" page