"E-reader devices", naming

[zelda_pinwheel]

Originally Posted by psockpuppet

BZZZZZZSST! POUF! Suddenly the smell of ozone and the air, or at least a small part of it was filled with smart wool socks.

YAY !!!!!

"Do you think Adrian will be upset that we went with a competitor?"

"Nah. He said that he was too busy rigging some sort of election for Germany, so he referred us to JA."

unless there is some kind of dramatic reversal in the last hours, "germany" is going to want her money back.

"I like plates. Can we get some postcards, too?"

"Yes. We can get some postcards."

postcards are essential.

hm. what do you think are the chances they can combine rescue mission and souvenir shopping ? probably pretty good, actually, knowing them.

The Goose sat on the tarmac. "I don't suppose you could bother to turn that switch on my panel to 'off,' could you? Hello? How typical."

[phenomshel]

I've heard of people naming their KitchenAid mixers (sorry Ricky), but didn't think about naming my ebook reader (when I get one). I have a friend who calls her iPhone Grace and her mp3 player Doris, though...

[Fledchen]

Some of my electronic devices have acquired names, and some haven't.

My iPod is called George, as in, "I wanna hug him and squeeze him and call him George."

My clunky old Thinkpad is called Brickbat.

My Asus EEE is called Spot after the sentient computer in Diane Duane's Young Wizards series.

My two ebook readers, the VictorReader Stream and the Sony 505, haven't acquired names yet, even though I've had the Stream for over a year already. Despite daily use, they haven't developed personalities the way that some other electronic devices have. I don't know why that is.

[montsnmags]

Originally Posted by Fledchen

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My iPod is called George, as in, "I wanna hug him and squeeze him and call him George."...

My Iliad is called "George" (but only because I thought he looked like a George). My iPod is called "Adrian", my laptop "Montel", my iMac "Zany", and my two external hard drives "Carter" and "Deluxe". I won't get on to my cameras, our cars, or the assorted toys, figurines, and and sculptures placed around the house and yard (like the plastic dinosaur in the pool waterfall-stream called "Tyrannosaurus Banks") because that could take too long.

Cheers,
Marc

[phenomshel]

Originally Posted by montsnmags

My Iliad is called "George" (but only because I thought he looked like a George). My iPod is called "Adrian", my laptop "Montel", my iMac "Zany", and my two external hard drives "Carter" and "Deluxe". I won't get on to my cameras, our cars, or the assorted toys, figurines, and and sculptures placed around the house and yard (like the plastic dinosaur in the pool waterfall-stream called "Tyrannosaurus Banks") because that could take too long.

Cheers,
Marc

I don't know, Marc, I think it'd be highly entertaining....
To get you started though, I had a Chevy Cavalier that I called La Diva - in reference to her charming habit of leaving me stranded whenever the mood struck.

[pshrynk]

A man was walking a dog down the street. He seemed to be talking to himself and amazingly, answering himself quite animatedly.

"The only reason I'm letting you do this, gringo, is that there is a strict leash law in this part of town."

"Right, right..."

"If I wanted to, I could be off this leash in a second. Just to be clear."

"Sure. Where is this place we are going to?"

"Just down this road. The Factor has a residence that he keeps. There. The White building on the right."

Bois Aussi looked down a long row of white buildings on his right. "Okay. Lead on, petit chien."

"If I find out that means anything nasty, you are getting such an ankle worrying..."

They walked up to the house. Bois Aussi knocked. A large man opened the door. "Si?"

"We are here to see The Factor," said Little Friend.

"Pull the other one."

"We have the card of the Taxi Boss," said Bois Aussi before the chihuahua could launch himself. He handed a small cardboard to the door keeper.

"This way."

They followed the man down a long corridor. Bois Aussi looked around and was not particularly surprised to see holes at intervals cut into the walls. Perfect for laying an ambush if needed.

"In here."

They entered the room ahead. The lights were dim. In the back of the room, a large shape seemed to be lounging on the couch.

"So. Who are you and what is that brings you in?"

"This is some French guy who the Taxi Boss is enamored with. Works for France and the Swahili Nation."

"The Swahili Nation?"

"There is a depression going on. I have information that is very important! The Germans are going to try and destroy the US Pacific Fleet while it is on maneuvres in the Sea of Cortez. They then plan to blame Mexico and start a war sot that there will be a distraction to their ambitions elsewhere."

"In France?"

"Non! In Africa. there are mineral deposits that are essential to their plans!"

"Hmm." The shape on the couch turned to the wall behind it and said, "I guess this has something to do with you, then?"

"Damned straight it does!" said Vera as she stepped out from behind a curtain. "Where did this information... come... er... from?"

Bois Aussi looked at the beautiful face of a thousand dreams hovering in front of him. He could hear bluebirds chirping. "What?"

"Erm... Uh, what?"

A voice from near the floor said, "If you two are done with the bucket of water moment, I'd like to get back to my territory."

"OH! I mean.. Oh. Right. Um, where did you get this information?"

"From French Bureau of Intelligence. Might I ask your name, mademoiselle? I do hope that it is mademoiselle, for if your are married, I will have to go straight to my hotel room and kill myself from grief!"

"I'm Vera. Vera Wayne... And you are?"

"Je suis Hank, Comte de Bois Aussi! At your every service and command."

"Right," said the Factor as he jumped down from his couch, "And My name is Slite. Pleased to meet all of you. What do we do with this information?"

Just then, a whirlwind of teeth, paws, tails, and small brown bodies flew into the room, followed close by the large doorkeeper.

"Boss! Boss! Thank God we found you!" Geroge and Bob ran around the room excitedly.

"Now what? Sit! Stay!"

The two chihuahuas came to a halt and the door keeper tripped over them.

"Boss!" said George, "That big German woman is planning to kill the Taxi Boss! We just came from her headquarters!"

[zelda_pinwheel]

Hank is such a smooth talker...

slite on the scene !!! and a price on vera's head !!! where will it all lead ????

[pshrynk]

Slite looked down on the two messengers of the Chihuahua Cartel. He had to, since, being a Bernese Mountain Dog, there was no way to look up to them. "Are you sure?"

They stared at him, wide eyed, which is pretty much the constant expression of a chihuahua, but in this case, moreso. "Si!" said George, "We were there! The Big German Man told her that the Taxi Boss was to be killed!"

"Did they say who was going to do it?"

"No! But she left right after that. There was something else, too, but I can't remember..."

"That is more than enough for now. Mssr le Comte, Vera, I need someone to go to the Taxi Boss and give warning. Would you two be so kind?"

"Erm... Sure! That would be a great idea!" Vera hadn't felt this way since junior high when BillyWalker had asked her to the Valentine's dance.

"It would be an honor to accompany Mademoiselle. To the Gates of Hell, if necessary!"

"Why would you need to go to a MExican National Park, right now? Little Friend, I will be needing you and your messengers for another task, if you would not mind waiting a bit?"

Hank and Vera left the room, eyes only for each other. "Do you suppose we could get some Talavera Pottery on the way? I could really go for a vase, right now..."

[Phogg]

Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel

who is that ?

(i'm *not* actually a rabid Buffy fan, you see...)

[nekokami]

That image prompted the Muffin Man to do his Count voice... "MBah hah ha!"

Alright, enough sidetracking. Let's get back to the socks!

[lilac_jive]

Originally Posted by nekokami

That image prompted the Muffin Man to do his Count voice... "MBah hah ha!"

Alright, enough sidetracking. Let's get back to the socks!

I love the Count laugh...

[zelda_pinwheel]

Originally Posted by nekokami

That image prompted the Muffin Man to do his Count voice... "MBah hah ha!"

Alright, enough sidetracking. Let's get back to the socks!

yes ! moar socks please !

[GeoffC]

sock it to us - now ....

[GeoffC]

sighs

3 days and nothing new to report ....

[pshrynk]

I'm workin' on it, okay?