Back in May of 2015, just at the beginning of when the popularity of my blog started growing in numbers, I wrote a post called
It's about a copycat writer from northern California who was using my moniker as his own to cash in on my small time celebrity.
Today I woke up and wondered, What ever happened to him?
The good news is that I have done so much writing on the different social platforms and written so many posts on my Blog that I no longer see him when I search TwoBuckHowie on the internet!
Here is that story from years gone by.
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I want to inform my reading Public,
of all the imitators out there.
Once you have a good thing going,
like wearing a Rolex Watch,
all the cheep imitations seem to creep on out from every dark street corner.
of all the imitators out there.
Once you have a good thing going,
like wearing a Rolex Watch,
all the cheep imitations seem to creep on out from every dark street corner.
I am,
as in me,
as in I,
as in only me,
am the real
Two Buck Howie!
as in me,
as in I,
as in only me,
am the real
Two Buck Howie!
I've had this nickname since at least 1980,
when I was laid off from the prestigious job of slaughtering hogs,
back when I lived in the beautiful State of Wisconsin.
when I was laid off from the prestigious job of slaughtering hogs,
back when I lived in the beautiful State of Wisconsin.
I already had the nickname of Howie from my grade school days. Hauenstein, Howie.
Get it.
Get it.
Then came the Two Buck part of my name.
I used to meet one of my best friends Scott,
nightly,
at the local dive Bar.
I had to hustle drinks by playing darts or shooting pool because remember,
at the local dive Bar.
I had to hustle drinks by playing darts or shooting pool because remember,
I didn't have a job.
I would walk in the Bar with two,
$1 bills,
and by the end of the night,
I was always over the legal limit
of any breathalyzer
and I would be ten to twenty dollars richer.
I would walk in the Bar with two,
$1 bills,
and by the end of the night,
I was always over the legal limit
of any breathalyzer
and I would be ten to twenty dollars richer.
The next day,
I would only bring two dollars from my winnings
and the whole process would begin again.
I would only bring two dollars from my winnings
and the whole process would begin again.
Soon,
I had to change bars every night because
people wouldn't play me for money any longer.
When I would walk into a place,
people started telling their friends
or the patrons around them,
not to play me because
I would hustle them.
The people who had never met me would ask,
"Who is that guy?"
That's when Scott started saying,
"That's Two Buck Howie."
I had to change bars every night because
people wouldn't play me for money any longer.
When I would walk into a place,
people started telling their friends
or the patrons around them,
not to play me because
I would hustle them.
The people who had never met me would ask,
"Who is that guy?"
That's when Scott started saying,
"That's Two Buck Howie."
True Story.
*****
Back then,
I always lived by a famous quote from my favorite hustler,
golfer Chi Chi Rodriguez.
I always lived by a famous quote from my favorite hustler,
golfer Chi Chi Rodriguez.
He once said,
"Pressure? You want to know what pressure is? Pressure is when you make a fifty dollar bet and only have five dollars in your wallet."
He then went on to say,
"That's why I became so good at golf. I couldn't lose because I couldn't pay the bet."
My Hero!
Yes,
I Had To Run Out Of A Few Bars When I Lost A Bet
Jim Hauenstein
And
“If you drink, don’t drive. Don’t even putt.” -
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