What's in a (nick)name?

For some reason, the topic of nicknames has come up in my thoughtstream. Currently, my nickname (to my fellow bandmates at least) is "Schmittyyy!" -- and, you have to say it like you're fucking wasted. Sorta like a "Norm!" thing, a la Cheers. How did this come to pass, you ask? Well there's another Adam in the band -- he is the designated Adam, and, as such, I am not allowed to presume (foolishly) that I would be called Adam as well. It's gotten so that when someone in the band says "Adam!" I don't even look anymore. Other, more embarrasing nicknames in my past have included "Tubbo" -- a reference to a very bulky coat I wore one year that made it seem as though I was perpetually on my way to a sumo wrestlers' conference. I forget the others. I've probably blocked them out in a suppressed memory thingie or whatnot.

In local news, I get to go to Florida! Visiting relatives has never sounded better -- plus, it's just me going, so I won't have to deal with all the parental issues that can plague vacations. You know what I'm talking about, reader. Don't even act like you haven't wanted to kill your parents for taking their 359th picture of you and your sister on the beach. We've all been there (unless you don't have a sister, of course). I'm planning on staying with my cousins for a few days, and my grandparents for a few days. Hopefully I'll get to go golfing -- in December, biatch (take that, Dave), and other various exciting activities.

All of which, loyal reader, brings us to your mission for today. Your job is to reveal, by commenting, your embarrassing (or cool) nickname that you have or used to have. Was it pooky? Was it Silly Putty? How should I know? You'll note that you have the option of posting anonymously -- some of you may wish to take advantage of this.

Final Random Quote: "You've often expressed your views on pig farming to me."