Whoa!

Yeah...I know...an actual post!

So you may have been wondering just what was so important to take me away from my blog. Well, it's really more what kept me from blogging, because blogging via text just does not cut it for me. And accessing WiFi has been difficult because I have been hiding from the cops.

No, I did not hold up a bank (was tempted though), and no I did not assault and/or kill anyone (again, temptations abound). My license expired and, a month later, the registration ran out on the car. Rule #1 if you're riding dirty...make sure the car is clean.

So that is part of the reason why things have been quieter than usual. I've also been a bit swamped at work and lacking energy to make this happen. Okay, that's not completely true. I've been caught up in Musical Mania, okay? I have watched The King and I and Oklahoma! once each, and The Sound of Music three times. And I want to watch it again. So now you know what I do when I'm not blogging.

So last post came across a bit on the bitchy side. Or a lot. I think I am just fed up with not having technological means to make the most of blogging, et al.

In the words of Dwight Schrute, social media is now "unshunned" but I still feel that it's narcissistic/voyeuristic and pointless. I know-real ray of sunshine.

So SICK of 'social media'... gonna unplug for a while.

Hm, so I can blog, but the entry is limited to 160 characters and no title. It is like Twitter plus.

Just have to try the new feature of blogging by text. I have to assume these posts can only be as long as 160 characters. If it works out okay, then I'll do it.

Miss you Slimy!

Somehow the subject of nicknames came up, and I believe I was jokingly asked to cover the subject in the blog. The interesting thing I find about most nicknames is that they are not really any shorter than given names. In fact, Stroutacus is longer than my first, middle and last names. Other nicknames: Spicy Strout, Snappy Strout, Silent Strout, Slappy Strout, Silly Strout, Trout, Troutsy, Stroutarama, Stroutsy Magee, Skerrr, Skizzle, Thundercloud, Blondie and Chief Peacemaker. That last one has a fantastic story.

Really, aren't most nicknames story names? Well, most of the aliases used by or given to friends in college had great stories. Slimy, Sheepy Shane, The Inseminator, Shana the Horse Princess, and Cool Kid all conjure up great memories of Shane. The same can be said of Ricky, Dorset Daggett/Daa-aa-aa-ggett, Buckwheat, Boots, Teapot, Lush, The Hippie, Cheerio, Megaphone, Double J, Philthy, Big Dave, Goon, Miss Amerika and Sexpot. Yeah, that's right. I said it and threw it right out there.

And you can never predict or plan great nick names or story names. The moniker for Brown Sugar came about purely because one friend misspoke. But it stuck, and it stuck well. And sometimes the more you hate a nick name, the more it sticks, as Gertie and Dshef stuck, despite how the targets themselves felt about them.

So, for now, that's what I got on nicknames. But if I forgot some or if you have better names, please do so. I love great names, and especially great stories that go with those names.