FReeper names explained

My curiousity | Now | Yours truly

[Come get it]

Some FReepers have nicks that are obvious in their origin, others don't. I've seen several that probably have interesting stories behind them.

I thought it would be cool to see where FReepers get their handles from. If you don't like this topic, DON'T POST HERE! No one forces you to read this. I'm sure other people may be interested. If I'm the only one, let me know so I can crawl away in shame.

[tinlady]

I collect decorative tins, and (I hope) I'm a lady! TINLADY

[UpToHere]

Nothing spectacular, just that I have had it "UpToHere" with the clintons.

[socal_parrot]

Another Buffett reference. I know he's a lib, but his music is still cool.

"If we weren't all crazy, we would go insane"

[CharacterCounts]

It's the Cub Scout motto.

[strela]

You and my aunt need to compare notes. She's got tin boxes on every shelf and horizontal surface in her house. She trolls Ebay for more and drives to Canton, TX to a big flea market almost every weekend looking for them.

[~EagleNebula~]

Whoa! I have been reading this for a while, and am only at #450! Slow reader!!! I have enjoyed the laughs, all!

EAGLE NEBULA.... long story. Get a cup o' coffee and pull up a chair!

Eagles have come to mean a lot to me. While my children and I were going through a messy divorce and custody battle with protection orders....the Lord would send one or two eagles across my path, whenever I needed encouragement and reassurance. I saw more eagles in 1 1/2 yrs in the mid-west, than I did in 8 yrs in Montana!!

When I started looking for a male friend, hoping for a companion and mate....I asked the Lord to show me when it was the right guy this time, and not let me make a foolish mistake. I asked God to use an eagle sighting, in detail, as a sign for me to know.

In the period that followed I met several guys, but none of them told me of an eagle sighting. One day in March as I was about to give up hope, God sent 5 eagles--2 mature, and 3 not to the field a 1/2 mile from my house!!! A few days later, I met this guy that sounded really neat....just as I wasn't expecting it. While we were talking, he told me about seeing an eagle in Yellowstone National Park with his son. He described in detail what he saw! OH MY!

I was in disbelief. Later, when we were together, he again told me the story. I still wasn't sure ....and asked God to make a recent sighting so I would be sure! Two days later, we were driving together, and before our very eyes, we saw a bald eagle do just as he has described to me! I circled 3 times, dove down, grabbed a fish from the water, and dropped it on the bank!! (OH MY!) I had not told him about its importance that moment!!!

We got married soon after that! God has still shown us an eagle now and then, when we need the assurance most!!

My name comes from the fact that the eagle symbolizes so much to me / us. I knew it had to be a part of my name! ~ While I was searching for a name, my man came across this glorious name and picture of the Nebula!! Nebula is a cloudlike grouping of stars, sometimes gives birth to stars, if I understood it right! LOL ~ ~ Anyway, it signifies my / our new start on life! Our hopes and dreams, and our expectancy of what God has in store! He has truly blessed me with my man! I am so crazy in love!!! Or was it just crazy??? There you have it! Need to top that cup of coffee off? Blessings on your day, all!

By the way, my man is a FReeper, and that is how I got here...but, I am not an addict yet! ;-)

Check this out! Eagle Nebula

[strela]

A strumpet? Goodness, I think I'm going to have a case of the vapors right here!

(You're fortunate this is an electronic medium) :)

[~EagleNebula~]

PING!

[glory]

Mine is after a favorite little tune "Battle Hymn of the Republic" and is a mini tribute to my father who does reenactments of the civil war. For all his "warts", I owe him a debt of gratitude in that his own passion for history and his patriotism rubbed off on both myself and my younger brothers.

Nice quick little history on the tune

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/b/h/bhymnotr.htm

sorry, haven't mastered links yet;-)

[gc4nra]

I agree! According to "Hatcher's Notebook" a 230 gr. bullet traveling at approx. 700fps would drop in excess of 10ft.

[Shooter 2.5]

I think the only way he could have hit was to have some hits ricochet off the ground which would have given him a larger area to hit. The big problem with the 300 yards is that I know that a paintcan is almost impossible to see at that distance. If you have a rifle with a 1/16" front sight, the black on a 300 yard target will line up edge to edge with the sight and the black will be 19 inches in diameter. Standard paint cans are only 6 5/8 inches in diameter.

When he mentioned the 75 yard line, I was wondering about that. I don't know of any range that bothers with 75 yards unless they shoot silhouette which is 77 yards which is only a metal rail to stand up the plates. Most gun ranges have 3 yards, 7 yards, 10 yards, 50 feet, and/or 25 yards for pistols. 50 yards, 100 yards, 200 yards, 300 yards and 600 yards for rifles.

If there were rifles with scopes available, he should have focused at 100 yards using the marks on the scope and then figured from there.

[freesthinker]

Let's see. I'm a free thinker. Not tied to any particular point of view or political party. I calls 'em like I sees 'em.

And the S in the middle. Just don't get downwind when I've had some bean soup!!

[trussell]

Mine is simple, and not very imaginative. trussell is my first initial and my last name. Easy enough.

[bootless]

Heavens! Don't swoon on the bar - use the fainting couch!

[clamper1797]

E Clampus Vitus

We are known to have a ... little bit of fun. Ronald Reagan is a Clamper. So was Nixon ... and so is Jerry Moonbeam Brown though we try not to claim him.

[Come get it]

That is pretty close. I was aiming roughly 5-10 feet high. Bullet was 230 gr. and 910 fps.

[Come get it]

Standard paint cans are only 6 5/8 inches in diameter.

It was standing upright. Slightly larger target.

When he mentioned the 75 yard line

We were shooting in the desert. We measured the range out ourselves (the shorter ones, 75 being the longest we actually measured).

If there were rifles with scopes available, he should have focused at 100 yards using the marks on the scope and then figured from there.

The only scopes available were of the cheap Wal-Mart variety. I'm not much of a rifleman myself, so I wouldn't have known how to do that anyway. I just know how to shoot my handguns very well.

[Free Vulcan]

I was a science geek when I was younger, so I naturally loved Star Trek.

I somehow have managed to live in liberal towns and neighborhoods all my life where conservatives were non-existent. I feel like the last Vulcan who refuses to give up his piss-and-vinegar attitude and become a spineless, passivist, politically correct, pointy-headed intellectual. Up your's Federation!

Live long and prosper.

Live free or die.

[hobblemaster]

Lost left leg below knee some time ago. When I started walking again my friends labeled me "The Hobble Master". Hobble is another term for limp. So I've mastered hobbling.

[twigs]

No sister! Are you really looking? We found that the internet is a great way to find each other, although not the way you hear it done in the press. I read one day when my daughter was about 10-11 years old that parents should familiarize themselves with all aspects of the internet that could get kids in trouble. So I started exploring and just found a page where people had posted looking for a mate. I was laughing, noting how men were posting what kind of intimate activity they were ultimately looking for. Curious at what men in our area were looking for, I clicked on one page and read through the ridiculous items and then found my husband. I never, EVER, had any thought of actually replying to such a posting, but he sounded so NICE, and just what I was looking for. Nothing about intimate details, just a very nice man, the right age and religion who seemed to be looking for someone to enjoy and love. We started writing and got married a year later (to the day). He has some now-funny tales about his experiences. He is a very shy man who would have been unable to ask anyone for a date. But by the internet, I knew from the beginning that he was a lonely widower who wanted to get re-married. We clicked and now five years later, are very happy. It can work if you hang in there!