What's the deal with your nickname? How did you get it? If your nickname is self-explanatory, then tell everyone when you first started using the internet, and what was the first thing that made you say "wow, this isn't just a place for freaks after all?" Was it a website? Was it an email from a long-lost friend? Go on, spill it.
Okay, first things first:
I run a weekly trivia night in New York, the
Drunken Smartass Olympics, every Wednesday at 7:30 p.m. at
Dempsey's Pub, 61 2nd Ave. between 3rd & 4th Streets (
map). It's free to play, and we have tons of prizes and stuff.
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Now. How I got my nick:
When I first moved New York from Toronto, I was sitting in the front room at the Sidewalk Cafe with Antifolk godfather Lach and poet Jon Berger. Lach, ever the charmer, said, "we should start a pool as to which chick he bangs first."
They all had a good laugh, and (thankfully) changed the subject.
So Jon called me Chickie Bangs for the rest of the evening, which eventually morphed to Chico (for which I was deeply grateful), and when Jon was editing A/M magazine and everyone was using pseudonyms, I took it as my pen name for the articles I wrote. And it just stuck.
