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What's in a Name?

It's been almost one week since the accident, and I still feel myself going through the typical stages of grieving for my dead Camry. Since it wasn't practical to spend a couple thousand dollars fixing an old car, we donated it to the Red Cross. It's such a consolation to know that it's still doing some good even after its death. (I came across a great page while trying to find a link to the stages of grief ... click here ... now read the the page replacing the word "pet" with "car." Haha I find it hilarious.)

Sometimes you just need to let go, so I went out and bought myself a new car! Honestly, I still feel pretty guilty as if I was over indulging, but since I spend 1.5 hours each day driving to and from work, I don't feel quite as bad. So here she is, my new 2006 Acura TSX.


The challenge now is to give my car a name. Some people, like my sister, find it weird that I would want to name my car, but isn't it the normal thing to do? People name their boats, their guitars, their pets, their kids, so why not name your car?

I was joking with my friend that I want to name her Delilah, but that would almost be too cruel, even though I like being reminded of that sad story. Here are some suggestions I've got so far:

1) Christine - Clark thinks that it would be very fitting
2) Tyrone - Glo suggests that my car should be a guy instead of a girl
3) Cheech - Rob E. says that it should sound like qi-che (car in chinese)

Send in your suggestions, if I like the name you suggest, I might give you a cookie.

Comments

jen. said…
who names their guitar!?

cheech is cute.
Anonymous said…
Wow, buying a car was fast. Nice pick, Ken! Now you're riding with style.

Name? I can't think of one, but pick something androgenous.
Anonymous said…
Huh, had no idea Tyrone meant "King." Just thought it sounded strong and cool. Names that start with "Ty" sound sweet...what about Tyrese or Tyler? (pretty androgenous i think!) By the way, you are right...most guys name their stuff with female names. Very interesting...and really, what does that say about guys and their relationship with stuff?
Ken said…
what does that say about guys and their relationship with their stuff?
maybe that guys love their stuff?

all the girls I know who name their cars name them guys. What does that say about girls and their stuff?
Matt Mikalatos said…
Of course it has to be a girl name. You are going to baby this car, spend a lot of time with it, get to know it, fall in love with it. You could only name it a guy name if it was an old beat up farm truck.

I would say to be careful with Christine, though, because of the Steven King association... killer car and all that.
Anonymous said…
Sorry, got no ideas for a name, but I've never named anything in my whole life! Not even my fish, let alone inanimate objects! Haha.

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