Vinnikins was a minor charcter who didn't really do much except look cute in the 4-part Mystery! from which we got the name. Her grandmother (Diana Rigg being really scary) was the evil, murdering one.
Oh, you know me. Got to practice naming it for another decade or two first. :]
But one never knows. Of course I just used all my chicken wire on the main tomato bed, and I have more fencing to ready in the yard, not to mention a few other things to tend to, before introducing a dog to the household. And I'm actually kind of thinking now I might not subject Chet to adjusting to a canine member of the house. Poor old fella's still getting around, if a little shakily after being asleep for a while---and even getting into the occasional chasing match with his buddy---but he's no spring chicken, and sometimes I feel I've asked rather a lot of him to take in the Humphster.
Once in a while I do catch them laying near each other, moderately companionably. Chester's wary but does sometimes seem to enjoy having his pal. And it's definitely made him more active.
Hmmm...Or how about Quasinilpotency...it rolls off the tongue a little better... And I can see myself yelling out the back door for a dog to come to the tune of "QUAAAAAAAA-SIIIIIIIII"...sure, sure.
BTW...I always learn something new reading your blog. I used to be way more into mathematics than I am these days...but I always seem to end up at wikipedia to dereference your nerdy references.
That's cool. As you may've guessed, I understand relatively little of the mathematics. Though I just had a review of a book called The Square Root of 2, which our reviewer will be saying is "an ideal gift for any bright young person with computational ability and self-directed reading curiosity but who is as yet unconvinced of the value of algebraic reasoning." Which is rather a nice way of putting it.
And which makes me wish the bright young person with (some) computational ability I once was had had more self-directed reading curiosity. At least in maths. I had plenty self-directed reading curiosity about sex, fer instance.
I think you'd have to shorten it to Quasinil to get it to roll off the tongue. Though as far as I'm concerned the matter is settled--Ford for a big dog, or Sputnik for a small dog.
"Quasinil" looks like one of those brand names for a drug. QUASINIL: Just one little yellow pill a day keeps you safe from the damage of toxic chafing. Some users report ennui, burping, and inability to sit with the knees together, but not bad enough in most to stop taking Quasinil. Why wait? Ask your doctor today.
But you should get a dog. You own your place. Are there any anti-dog rules there?
Um, er, I hate to disillusion you, but I don't actually like dogs. Genetically engineered wolf mutants, you know. I avoid them like the plague. I really couldn't live with any critter above a bunny rabbit on the food chain. I just think naming them is kind of fun.
My theory is that a dog named Ford would be one of them big ol' dawgs what rides in a rusty old Ford pickup truck, tongue hanging out the driver's side window when you pass him on the interstate. A dog named Sputnik would be small enough to ride in a beach-ball sized satellite. Might even have an anemic little bark that puts one in mind of Sputnik's beep-beep-beep.
Hmm. Yes. Quasilinear? Quasinormal? Quasicrystal? Quasiparticle? Quasiperiodic? Quasidihedral? Quasiconformal? [But then you'd need a second dog named Mapping.]
I dunno. I don't like "normal" or "conformal" as the root word in the name--- even though that sort of thing's not so bad a trait in a dog. But, you know, identifying with freaks when it comes to humans, one might prefer to imagine some oddity in one's pets.
What about "Quasi-quasi"? Too meta? It has a certain "Boutros Boutros" quality...
I may get a second dog next week! He is quite large. I've thought of a few names for him, and my preference is a one syllable name that I can quickly shout when calling him, but a name that I can easily lengthen into a 2 or more syllable endearment. I should just take this onto my own page, huh. I will do that. So if you're interested, go to http://sprig5.livejournal.com/ --it'll be my first entry since January 2005.
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But one never knows. Of course I just used all my chicken wire on the main tomato bed, and I have more fencing to ready in the yard, not to mention a few other things to tend to, before introducing a dog to the household. And I'm actually kind of thinking now I might not subject Chet to adjusting to a canine member of the house. Poor old fella's still getting around, if a little shakily after being asleep for a while---and even getting into the occasional chasing match with his buddy---but he's no spring chicken, and sometimes I feel I've asked rather a lot of him to take in the Humphster.
Once in a while I do catch them laying near each other, moderately companionably. Chester's wary but does sometimes seem to enjoy having his pal. And it's definitely made him more active.
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BTW...I always learn something new reading your blog. I used to be way more into mathematics than I am these days...but I always seem to end up at wikipedia to dereference your nerdy references.
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is as yet unconvinced of the value of algebraic reasoning." Which is rather a nice way of putting it.
And which makes me wish the bright young person with (some) computational ability I once was had had more self-directed reading curiosity. At least in maths. I had plenty self-directed reading curiosity about sex, fer instance.
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But you should get a dog. You own your place. Are there any anti-dog rules there?
A Sputnik is bigger than a Ford, I'm pretty sure.
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My theory is that a dog named Ford would be one of them big ol' dawgs what rides in a rusty old Ford pickup truck, tongue hanging out the driver's side window when you pass him on the interstate. A dog named Sputnik would be small enough to ride in a beach-ball sized satellite. Might even have an anemic little bark that puts one in mind of Sputnik's beep-beep-beep.
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What about "Quasi-quasi"? Too meta? It has a certain "Boutros Boutros" quality...
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I could get behind Quasi-quasi, though.
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here's another issue: how many syllables do you prefer in your dog names?
Re: here's another issue: how many syllables do you prefer in your dog names?