Does anyone give a name to their favorite object? What’s the name?
I name my laptop computer Dorothy because it sounds like a top-secret government project on extraterrestrial alien weapon technology :smack:
Does anyone give a name to their favorite object? What’s the name?
I name my laptop computer Dorothy because it sounds like a top-secret government project on extraterrestrial alien weapon technology :smack:
All of my computers have names, but that’s just so I can tell them apart on the network. Ziggy, HAL9000, SAL9000, M5, and Landru.
I always name my cars and my computers. I let the cars “name themselves” though. The last 2 were quite obvious but I had to let my friend drive “Rupert” to Boston and back before it would tell anyone its name. (It’s an Escape. Do the work - it’s fun!)
My computers are all named for Robin Hood characters. There was a reason for that back in 1999 or so and I just kept with it.
I don’t think I have named anything else. Perhaps if I get bored enough I will assign names to all of my kitchen appliances. Woot!
I named my Linux box odysseus back in the day. (And my main user account was oddyseuser. Clever, I know.) There were other names for it, like pedus (from the story that inspired my old Dopername) and…something else, can’t remember.
Actually, I think that is rather clever. It made me giggle, FWIW.
I never call any of the computers by names, even though I built most of them. I have never named a car.
However, we just got a Roomba and it is officially designated Rosie Roomba.
Jim
What Exit?, IME, naming one’s computers is pretty much a *nix thing. If you don’t give yourself and your *nix box a creative name, you end up with a prompt like this:
ald @ localhost >
rather than this:
odysseuser @ odysseus >
Oh, hey, we should get our Roombas together to play sometime. Ours is Robbie (natch) and is also a Christmas Roomba. I tried calling him Jen, because his serial number is JENsomethingsomethingsomething, but Robbie just stuck better. I’m developing a rather unhealthy emotional attachment to the little fella. No one told me about the cute little butt waggle when they go straight, or the happy little “found a good spot!” pirouette they do!
I’ve already started petitioning to adopt him a little Scooba sister next year!
My bike is named Clementine. I mean, what else would you name a bright orange retro-styled cruiser?
It’s the only object in my house that has seen fit to name itself thus far, though the blue Hamilton Beach mixer in my kitchen seems to be trying to work up the nerve to introduce itself.
No, my computer have names, they are all networked. I just don’t ever refer to them by name. In fact the names are really boring like AMD1800 or Jim or Intel1.
What is *nix anyway?
My dad had a Ford Granada once that he called the granola bar.
I just got a rid of a little blue tracer and her name was “The Breeze”.
I call my computer a piece of shit. Does that count as a name?
I love your descriptions.
My sister got a Scooba, so I plan to compare notes and I will probably end up with a Scooba by next year. We are very happy with Rosie so far. Well everyone except Becky our Dog. She doesn’t know what to make of this thing. The Queen of the Animals has already accepted this strange new pet.
Jim
My (red metallic) Trailblazer has named herself Scarlett just recently. I’ve had her 3 years. Some things are just shyer about it that others, I guess.
My car previous to this one was a green Prizm that I dubbed Lorne and I registered my mp3 player as Oz since it’s white, plays music, and is so small it can fit in my shaving kit.
I got a Roomba for Christmas too (yay!!!) though we haven’t named him yet. It is definitely a boy Roomba, though, and I giggle like crazy whenever we start him up and he beep-beep-beep-backs himself out of his charger base! I also love his SUCCESS!! alarm when he docks! We tried him out at my parent’s house on the 25th, and the entire family was basically following the Roomba around, watching him clean. My mom wants one now!
Our computers are named for the network, but we don’t refer to them by name. And I’ve had my car for nearly 10 years, and no name has ever become apparent.
Our cats are taking the same tactical position they do whenever they suspect there’s a bug or small animal in the house I want them to kill for me: they’re ignoring it. They’re not running and hiding, because that would be admitting there’s something to be scared of, but they have erected a very strong Somebody Else’s Problem field around the thing!
I know! I’m hoping the novelty wears off soon, because I’m not saving any time standing around *watching *the robot clean my floors!
My parents have one of those talking GPS devices for the car. It’s called “Gizmo”. My sister-in-law says that she needs a similar but more feminine name for the one my brother has. (The two devices are made by the same company and have the same, feminine computery voice).
Unix and Unix-like systems, like Linux etc.
I just remembered my first pipe. It was one of those little metal ones, tiny little sucker, and it could break down into seven pieces for easy hiding. We called it Tiny Tim. My best friend would call her (quite overbearing) mom and tell her she was going to go study with HD “and Tim”.
I had another pipe I named Ben, after our high school’s vice principal. That way, same friend and I could go up to our senior-project teacher and tell him we “gotta go to Ben’s office”.
Our GPS is named “Gertie”. The pool cleaner thingie is “Pee Wee”. My laptop is “Beavis” and my daughter’s is “Butthead”. I have a hundred different names for my kids, but I guess that doesn’t fit the parameters of the OP.
My girlfriend named her car Carmen Elantra, which I thought was pretty funny. I don’t have any names for inanimate objects myself.