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@cowpuc did it again. On a thread of mine about posting names for our bikes cowpuc tells about his nick name half tube.

My question is, and since I am kind of new here, cowpuc how did you go from half tube to cowpuc, I figure there is a story there too.

 

So question is if you have a nick names or names that you have been called over the years, lets here the story on them. This should be a good winter activity.

 

While in the Air Force stationed on Kadena AB, in Okinawa Japan (early 80s) I got the nick name Doogie. During the 80s we had one channel AFRTS, and all TV shows where at least 6 months behind, or not shown at all. Well I had been there about two years and a Chief came from the states and started calling me Doogie but nobody knew why. Later on we found out the hot TV show in the states was about a really smart kid that became a doctor, named Doogie Howser. Well my last name is Hauser, pronounced the same way as Howser. That name stuck for most of my military career.

 

I even got a medal once and on the certificate it said Doogie Howser because the command staff and the commander thought that was my real name. When I played softball for them I was 00 Doogie. When I finally got married they made my wife a T-shirt that said Ms. Doogie on it. When I had my first kid, the squadron came to the hospital with a little softball shirt that said Lil Doogie on it.

 

My wife hated that nick name. I finally made it to Senior NCO status took a job running a school house in GA, and the fellow instructors here were smart enough not to call me Doogie. I think they called me a few other names................. LOL

 

I am in the CMA, Christian Motorcycle Association, but I hang out with a bunch of Hell Fighters, well they all grew beards, most of them have tattoos, the look like the Duck Dynasty folks, I am 52 be 53 soon, I have the hardest time growing a beard, I look like a fat teenage kid big spots on my face of hair. So I just stay clean shaven. Side note I still can go two days without shaving. So they call me Baby Face. Now that I had an time with Bell Palsy over this past Christmas, only half of my face works, my youngest daughter calls me Two Face from Batman. So now the Hell Fighters call me Baby Two Face.

 

Life can be so much fun if you go with the flow.

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About 60 years ago I decided that wanted a tattoo on my arm. At the time there weren't parlors on every third street corner so I did my own tattoo. I mean I did it myself - when your 12 years old things are not always thought out correctly.

So the object was to put my name in script on my arm. I had it written out with an ink pen and started jabbing 3 needles wrapped together and dipped in india ink into my arm. That lasted about 10 minutes and the 40 watt bulb went out and the 100 watt bulb lit up. That wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be so instead of inking "Dick" in script, I changed it to my middle name "Allen" but shortened it to "AL"

So for 55 years I put up with people looking at me funny and asking me who Al was. I went thru the short explanation with most of them. Then 5 years ago while sitting on our side porch watching the hummingbirds at the feeder I found a solution to my dilemma.

Shortly thereafter I went to our local shop and the artist designed a cover up in the form of a hummingbird and Al disappeared. Freebird was kind enough to change my moniker and thus began my nickname

 

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My daughter watches all those tattoo shows and some how has a dream of being a famous tattoo artist.....

However one of the shows is about bad tattoos, it is funny as can be. You could of been on that show.

 

I started watching Chicago ink or one of those a while back but I had more important things to do like there was some fresh paint I had to watch dry and there's always grass that should be watched as it grows - you know, those important things :doh:

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Another GREAT thread Larry:clap2::thumbsup2:

In response to your request, here is a short story of how a normal everyday Half Tube became a Cowpuc.. :Bunny:

 

 

Back in the late 80's I salvaged my first Venture,, an 84 Blonde Royale (whose side covers can be seen on 1st Gen #5 known as "Tweeks" with close to a million miles on em).. Bought it to take my kids cross country touring (was doing a lot of it on Dual Sports and stuff but needed KID time - grabbed an "estate sale special") to get some one on one with em.. Two oldest were already riding, used to camping (deer woods) and loved the outdoors.. Took my time with em around Michigan on the 84,, starting with the two oldest (7 and 8 year old daughters).. They named that great big beautiful blonde girl "Big Girl", which instantly became B G, which soon became BEEG - crazy world raising kids.

Next summer I announced that I was looking for a rider to go out west on a motorcycle trip,, 1st born has always been the timid one, a precious little girl just a little timid,, always liked to let her younger sister "test the waters" before she would bite.. Looked at the 2nd born and teasingly said your too little,, still remember the look on her face

 

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We packed up, headed west, my 8 year old, always the brave one of the bunch,, little crazy like her dad, daughter of mine and I. As we cuddled up in a tent under the stars on the rim of the Grand Canyon we got chatting about biker life.. One of the things we talked about was weird biker names we had heard mentioned along the path.. She was really intriqued by those colorful names she had heard.. We decided we needed biker names and talked about "finding" them before the trip was over...

One of the weird things that always seems to happen to me when I am touring has to do with cows.. I always manage to find and step in cow manurehttp://www.sovietsteeds.com/forums/images/smilies/bs.gif when we camp - still happens to this very day!! My daughter always laughed at me shaking the stuff off my tennis shoes.. Our kids were never allowed to swear, even "questionable" words like poop or crap were not allowed as youngsters (think thats bad - they were even forced to call adult neighbors by Mr. or Mrs. - addressing an adult by a first name was a no-no around our home).. My daughter had a "lisp" back than,, it was on more than one occasion that she pointed and yelled "dont step in the cow pucky daddy",, somehow I could never miss all of it... As a result, she figured I had earned the name of Cowpuc and it stuck :Laugh:

 

One of the problems we had while crossing AZ headed toward Needles while on that trip was keeping a hat on her little head... I wasnt about to force her to wear her helmet in that heat (+115) but she had really really fine hair that absolutely had to have a cap of some kind.. We finally managed to figure out that one of my caps on backwards with a couple rubber bands poked thru it and wrapped under her chin worked!! I named her "Cappie" - that stuck too..

Other kids all wanted "biker" names but each understood the "biker code" = they had to "earn" their names,, 3 days of touring or more... Now Tip and I have an "Awawhoo" (1st born - woke up out in North Dakota with her singing to the Morning Doves), "Cappie" who you have met, "P-Dog" - son LOVED looking for and playing with Prairie Dogs out in South Dakota, "TOTR" (pronounced Totter), last born LOVES the Tunnel Of Trees up in Northern Michigan = Tunnel Of Trees Rider and TIP,, that Tippy earned her name after the kids were grown,, she stayed home many many times and watched over three little kids while the 4th one was out chasing around the country with ol Puc... She has been, still is and will forever be a "Treasure In Person".. :thumbsup:

 

Many years ago my oldest daughter had a shirt made for me for my Birthday.. I only wear it for very special occasions cause it means a lot to me .. She has taken it and added the shoulder patches as my youngest and Tippy earned their names.. You will notice the name "K-Puck" on the back,, a result of a young girl not wanting anyone to think of her pappa as poop.. Later in life she offered to change it but,, aint no way,,, aint no how.....

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PS Larry - THANK YOU for your service to God and Country!!! :thumbsup:

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I got a good story on how I got mine. Don't make sense if ya didn't follow Pro Wrestling way back about 1972 and is still kind of silly. But it works with my bike history!!Before it I was well known as "The Lunatic". No idea where they came up with that one:Avatars_Gee_George:And there was the Wildman because of a famous uncle. I think I'm stuck with the "Yammer". Been called that more than my real name. I think I forgot what it was.....:think:

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