I got to thinking the other day, as I watched the editing of our station DVD, how everyone has a nickname down here. They have been as significant as a shortening of a persons first name to far more outlandish concepts. Having the curse of being know by my middle name for all of my life (thanks folks... you twonks) meant I was fair game. Having one of the largest appetites but lowest weights, made me fair game. Being Met made me fair game. I think at one time or another I have been called as many names as there are people on station, almost.
B2, Second Brian to be an expeditioner for 2011 Winter. The other went to Casey.
Kenny, mis pronounced McKechnie as McKenny.
Hobo, my love of beanies.
Wino, kinda says it all. Sort of goes with above.
Pip/Pippy, Philip... once people found I had a first name.
Princess, Because I can be a La la.
Third weather girl, because I am the third weather girl.
Homo, because I am the third weather girl and a bit of a La la.
Weirdo, because rumour has it I am a bit odd.
RBB, AKA Rice bubble buddy.... partaking of rice bubbles of an evening with an equally weird fellow.
McFadden/McFadds, Apparently an equally bad musician.
Bri-han.
Bee-rian.
Mc-ECH-ni, High enphasis on "ech" to sound like an Adélie penguin going "Hark?"
[Adélies tend to have two main calls: Hark (angry) Hark? (inquisitive) There is a third call where they are angry and confused but it's hard to pick]
In the end I am mainly known as B2, Weirdo, Bri-han, McFadds or McKechnie. That or Brian.
I am also known for flipping the bird... and for a fictitious tapeworm that people swear is keeping me thin.
There are no photos this time :P
Bai now
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