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Aye. That’s what I was remembering when I watched the soccer game earlier.

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Nick names are fun and great things aren’t they? They have a sense of familiarity and fun about them. For example Tolkien’s Nickname Tollers. Isn’t that just great? Not to mention nicknames may on occasion have some neat story behind them. I think of a few off the top of my head that have been attributed to me( none of which have been used at all really). Exodus: story behind this is simple. A class mate asked me what my middle name was. I didn’t just want to tell them plainly( there’d be no fun in that ), I told them it was the Second book of the New Testament. They confused this for the Old Testament (understandable really), and guessed Exodus. The name stuck around for a year or two with those classmates. Later, since it was in a Math class I eventually got the nickname Numbers following the Biblical theme, and because I was apparently pretty darn good at math (in other words I have a fair understanding of witchcraft (Old joke)). Long after that I decided to use Exodus as the name of a character in a story I was working on with some friends. The Duke of Digression and the King of Asides: these two were given to me by an English teacher( in good fun of course) on account of my habit of going off on tangents in my writing and general conversation. These two have spawned all sorts of amusing titles I’ve decided to attribute to my self, usually of an alliterative nature. Baron or Bishop of Banter being one. Others I forget. Old Rosemary: Now this one is a joke added to an older joke that requires a bit of context. Since about...middle school I think it has happened that just about every friend group of mine has at one time or another called me an Old man. This is usually on account of my mannerisms, my way of speaking (not helped by an somewhat unique accent), my taste in music (Folk songs, Classical, Renaissance etc. even though other tastes seem to be ignored. I digress), a general lack of technological savvy, and enjoying Shakespeare to the point of obsession (which is an exaggeration). Not to mention my laugh (one of them) sounds like a wizard’s cackle at times. It’s been a thing in just about every friend group, and it is quite amusing. Especially when people guess at my ‘true age’. Some say 90s, some 150, one friend told me I clearly must have been as old if not older than time itself. Other jokes abound about me being some entity of an age long past, but that’s neither here nor there. So, the Old man part is explained, onto explaining the Rosemary bit. Basically I have a copy of the complete works of Edgar Allan Poe. It was a used book I got at Powell’s. In the inside was ‘For Rosemary’. This led to some friends calling me Rosemary for a bit. This later evolved into Old Rosemary, reminiscent of Andrew Jackson’s nickname of Old Hickory. One instead of beating people with a Hickory cane, the joke was I’d swat at and shoo people with Rosemary. Later just became Old man Rosemary. Amusingly enough, I later found out Rosemary is supposed to help with memory. I found it hilarious such a nick name would be attributed to me given I have a bit of a poor memory. Anyway, there’s that. Anyone else have some cool nickname stories? Ah well, make of this what you will.

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