My Tivo is named Rodney. My primary drive is called Atlantis, and my secondary drive is called Alpha Site.
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'War Stories'
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My Tivo is named Rodney. My primary drive is called Atlantis, and my secondary drive is called Alpha Site.
t /natter-tastic
Awesome.
My iPod is named Rodney. Sometimes Rod. Sometimes Rodney McKay of the Barcelona McKays.
My 30 gig video iPod is named Diefenbaker. My new little black shiny nano is named Ruby. (Character name spoilers for S3 SPN)
My old Subaru was Dief. My computer is Ianto. My TiVo is Rosie (of LotR. "Well, I'm back."). My iPod is Matthew (my old one was Aziraphale). My Roomba is Neville...which, actually, has nothing to do with Mr. Longbottom. I actually don't have any SG names. A lot of my other ones don't have much to do with fannishness.
My linux box is Mary Sue.
I never named anything until recently. And it wasn't my fault. I told this story in LJ but never here, I now realize:
The story, which will probably only make sense to Due South fen: there's a company in Chicago that makes something called the Stella. So I was all "ooh, I can get one and name it Kowalski!" But when I went to there, they don't make that one anymore. So this other one they had is the Buddy, but it's a special limited edition one called the Italia. So then I was all "ooh, I can get one and call it Vecchio." And then I realized, that since it's Chicago-made and only masquerading as being Italian, I could call it...well, still Vecchio.
So then I kind of had to get it, see?
Scroll down for pics: [link]
(And I just realized it's a protected entry, because I haven't told my sister yet - you can go here instead: [link]
He's totally the right color for it!
I really should get one of those for tootling across Cambridge to school in the mornings. I could buy a coordinating helmet and knit a matching scarf!
My iPod is called Ithaqua, my PDA is Azathoth, my cell phone is Elsinore, and my fleet of spare hard drives are Vingilot, Apalachacola, Thermopylae, and Phalarope.
I like names.
Highlights include: actual grownups write fic. So do "real" writers. Who don't necessarily stop writing fic when they move on to "real" writing. And they do it because they enjoy it and want to tell the stories. And it's been around for a long time -- before Harry Potter, even! And a lot of the snobbery toward fic looks suspiciously like the snobbery toward any kind of genre writing.
Nobody's Mom's Basement was harmed in the making of this article. I'm vaguely stunned.