The Story of inetd

The history behind the name "inetd" isn't really that interesting, but the question pops up enough that it deserves addressing (though you should be asking yourself why you're that curious...) Anyway, it's not that long, it's not that involved, and you can get on with looking at pretty pictures in short order:

Sad to say, the story starts with a MUD (Multi User Dimension for those of you who got in on the net when IRC was the rage, after the initial spate of MUDs had died down). MUDs were games, not unlike the original text game "Adventure", but where dozens, sometimes hundreds of people could be interacting with the game at the same time. Neat concept, but it cost several people their college carreers, and was a VERY addictive idea.

In any case, MUD players would choose names for their characters, and depending on their description, would wind up with names like "Rothgar", "Blaster", "Madman", or what have you. I used a number of them at various times, but when it came time to set up a MUD of our own (I was in cahoots with the sysadmin I was training under), I figured I had to pick a name and stick with it. I picked "Harper", taking the idea from the Anne McCaffrey books about Pern.

Of course people asked if I could play the harp, to which I had to answer, "No." Not being very musically inclined (though a big fan of Patrick Ball), there was no way I could own up to that one. One thing led to another, and I was tagged with the name "Inept Harper". What the hell. It was a better description than the one I started with, so I used it.

As chance would happen, it didn't stop at that. Various people tweaked the name (and I kept tweaking it back) until finally it got tweaked to "inetd Harper", a name I let stick. (For those new to the Internet, and who have no UNIX experience, the inetd daemon is the program that handles all the network connections between a computer and the rest of the world. It seemed fitting, so I kept it.)

Eventually the MUD shut down for disk space considerations, and everyone scattered to the four winds. I used the name on and off since then, and it's gotten more and more battered as time went on. Finally, when I signed up for my Yosemite address, I found out that harper@geocities.com was already used. At the last, all that was left whas the joke.