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See, some of my vehicles have given themselves names, and some have not. The most memorable was my first car- a 1979 Volkswagen Rabbit Diesel that had been painted a non-standard-car-colour, eye-blinding blue. It ended up being referred to as the 'Psychotic Fixation' to go with my then-BF's car, the 'Suicidal Insanity', and my best friend's car, the 'Paranoid Delusion'. (yes, we were odd people who read too much Douglas Adams)
The very first car that we gave a name to was my mother's ancient yellow Impala-'The Banana Boat'. Her next car ended up being 'The Big Blue Boat' because it was a blue Caprice Classic with a license plate starting 'BBB'.
We never did come up with a name for the car we left behind when we left Canada, although it was referred to as the 'Green Beastie' a few times.
I had a friend in high school who called her car 'Frogsbane' after one dark rainy night when she ran over a large number of frogs attempting to migrate across the road.
I am the only one in my family to name my cars, but every one of them has had a name, starting with the 72 yellow Ford Country Squire wagon. Someone else gave him the name Tuna Boat, after the large sailing vessels, which he rivalled in size. In hindsight, he should have been a Banana boat, given his color. He was my first car, so I called him "Baby". That was the only car I ever shed a tear over selling.
Then came the 74 Mustang "Pony". Sold him for the 88 GMC S-15 Bub. I don't know why he became Bub, it just seemed to fit. He was just solid & dependable, even at 155k miles. Bub gave way to "Nomers", the GMC Sonoma.
The current ride is Ranger, because he's guess what - a Ford Ranger. Lately my trucks have been getting names based on their model, but Ranger always sounded like something I'd name a dog or my horse, so it'll work for my truck.
On topic - I've always hated haggling. I just recently sold Nomers, and was just happy they gave me something for him - given the body damage, mileage, and other "issues" he had. I could have sold him privately for more, but I was just wanting to be done with him.
Last edited by Sonoma; 01-14-2007, 05:47 PM.
Reason: Keeping it On Topic
That is so full of suck Dyson doesn't know how they did it - shankyknitter
Although, dad's hinting now that it's time to look for another vehicle. I promise I won't haggle.
Not that it has anything to do with anything, but I got my new vehicle today! It's a 2003 silver Ford Escape, so I am now one of the wretched -- I drive an SUV. When a name comes to me, I'll post it. At the moment, for some reason I'm leaning either toward Agatha, or Muffy.
My parents had a chevy station wagon named GiGi. Short for Grocery Getter.
A white cadillac named Gracie, and now a blue Chrysler named Bruce after the Shark from Finding Nemo.
I had an 85 S-10 named Karen, don't ask.
I had an 85 S-15 named Lilith, after the Succubus from Darkstalkers. She was a drain on my wallet and life force so it seemed appropriate.
I now have a 2000 S-10 named Ayeka. After Princess Ayeka from Tenchi Muyo. Since as long as I treat it right, just like a princess, I'll have no problems. But if I don't do that, she can be really cruel.
A true warrior enters the battlefield with all his weapons at the ready.
I inherited a huge early to mid 70's 4 door American made something or other (I'm a girl.....I don't pay attention to brands/makes) This car was so big you could pack 6 teenagers in the trunk and another 6-8 in the back seat.... This gas pig was the ugliest shade of yellow you've ever seen....kinda like snot when you have a sinus infection. I also inherited her name.....we called her the "Banana Boat" and one day had to pull over when the radio station we were listening to began playing that exact song!! (This car was so old the radio was AM only)
Argabarga....you hit it spot on - it's the Pontiac variant. I love it cuz it slices through the air thanks to that sundeck on the dash that could double for a hothouse for flowers/plants.
Who is this rectal-cranial inverted twit....and where is my sledgehammer??
Rupert's not too happy right now. He's been sitting outside...and getting snowed on. Oh well, at least he'll get to hide in a warm, comfy garage tonight
Aerodynamics are for people who can't build engines. --Enzo Ferrari
We've always had a habit of naming vehicles as far back as I can recall with a couple of exceptions:
For some reason, I can't recall us ever having a name for Mom's 1969 Chevy Camaro, nor did we have one for her 1973 Lincoln 4 door. But we've named plenty of other vehicles:
Our 1979 Ford F-100 truck: Blue (pretty simple, he's a dark blue truck. We couldn't come up with anything more original at the time and it stuck.)
A 1973 Chevy El Camino - Elrod. For the life of me,I can't recall how we came up with that one but he's an Elrod. AKA the Money Pit, which afte getting so far on restoration, he decides to get p.o'd and something else has to break down/wear out.
1978 Ford Ranger F-150 truck - Big Red
1992 Toyota Corolla - She looked like a Bonnie Blue to me, but my mom prefers Giddyap Go.
We did have a red 1972 Toyota Pickup we called Too-Too (was my ex stepdad's.) It was really too-too little to do much hauling with it (it was a compact Hi-Lux truck.)
Then there was the 1978 Dodge Powerwagon, called Earthquake. One day, I'll get brave enough to post a pic or two of this monster. He was a two tone burgundy/black truck that sat at least 4 feet OFF the ground and had a motor and a half in him. Crank this sucker up, not only would every window in the house would shake, rattle and roll, but so would every house on the block.
Then we had a little 4-door white Chevy Chevette, called Eggshell. Mom bought this car right after I graduated high school and back then it was only 6 years old (she bought it in 1988 and it was a 1982 model.) She was stumped as to what to call it, but all I did was take one look and saw an egg on wheels. She ran great though and we had her for several years (she was sold a few months before ex-hubby #3 left.)
We did have a brown 1973 Corolla station wagon for a few months. Not the coolest looking car, but she was reliable, hence the name Mabel. We decided after not quite six months that we really didn't need her, so she sold.
I also have a habit of naming computers too. Some of you have probably heard me mention "Daphne" - she's my current laptop (a Dell Inspirion 2200.) That name just popped into my head when I saw her on the counter at Rentway last summer . . .
Then there's Josie, the trust Gateway desktop that every so often decides to have a canniption and freeze up. A complete reformat does the trick and she'll be running pretty good for a while - I think this computer is manic-depressive or something. Or it could be the POS OS called Windows 98se. Not sure which
Human Resources - the adult version of "I'm telling Mom." - Agent Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo (NCIS)
My first car was a 1986 Chevy Celebrity......Celeste, named by a high school friend.
Actually her full name was Celeste the Molester.
My friend had a blazer, Humphrey.....No Humping Allowed.
Yeah, that girl was weird.
I have had 3 cars since then and could never think of a good name for them.
My grandmother named all her cars.
There was Bluebird - an old, big ass Chevy Impala
Swan Girl - a 1986 Buick Lesabre, my sister inherited that car, and the name definitely stuck,
and her last car was an early 1990's LeSabre......Ruby, I think.
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