Al's Morning Blog - Wednesday October 25th, 2017

I’m sick of the Harvey W. stories and out trumped, so I thought: “What can you talk about that no one else is talking about”? Then it came to me. “Nicknames”. Why is it we always gravitate to people with nicknames? Because they’re cool, that’s why. We had a kid on my block in New York whose nickname was “Jaboney”. No one really knew why, but it sounded cool. We had a kid named “socko”. Same thing.  Another kid was “Buzz”. No one ever called me by a nickname. Always “Al”. That’s it. Unglamorous Al. My brother in law is “Big Daddy”. I’d take that. No such luck. I knew a sax player named “Ace”. That was one of my favorites. Another called “Biff”. (Back to the Future and he was a clown”.) I could try “Slick” but that sounds crafty. “Bullet” wouldn’t work. I had a friend with a dog named “Bullet”. Guess I’ll just be nameless. At least I’ll stay out of trouble.