>Although I’m pretty crappy at coming up with pseudonyms on this blog, I generally like coming up with names and do so as a mental game every now and then. I know I’m not the only one out there, since I have a number friends with long lists of names of imagined broods of children. And some friends and I have an annoying habit of stopping each other in mid-sentence to say, “That would make a great band name!” (Silliest one ever: The Damned Coconuts. Yes, I once uttered that phrase in conversation. Long story.)
Now Bullock is pretty indulgent in this practice of mine. I can say to him, out loud, “Can we name our imaginary first born son Miles?” and he’ll say, “Sure.” He’ll even ask why and how I came up with the name. And he’s even accepted the fact that our imaginary daughter is named Ada, an even more old-fashioned name than Miles.
Perhaps Bullock’s easy-going attitude about this is because these kids are imaginary and likely to stay that way. I can name them any damn thing I want to.
But he’s put his foot down on my choice of name for the dog we will eventually get. And it’s a really cool name!!!
I want to name a dog Havoc. It’s all because while I was at K’zoo I was quoting Julius Caesar for some reason — “Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!”* — and then I interrupted myself for once and cried, “Ooh! Havoc would make an excellent name for a dog!”
But nooooooo, not so, thinks Bullock. He thinks it sounds like a goth metal band. OK, so it would make a good band name, too. But don’t you think it would be a cool dog name? His/her full name could be Havoc, the Dog of War, and the puns on “wreaking havoc” and “Havoc reeks” would be nearly endless. What’s not to like??
What do you think, oh wisdom of the internets?
*Except, after too much cheap wine at K’zoo, I think I kept misquoting it as “…and let loose the dogs of war” or worse, “…release the dogs of war” (shades of Mr. Burns’ “Release the hounds!” I think).