Where do you come up with names for objects or pets?

Let me start by saying that I believe naming a dog Prince, Bear, or Fluffy should be a jailable offense.  My friend had a rabbit named Happy, but I let it go because his four-year-old named it.

After a girlfriend broke up with me and started dating another fellow, I referred to him as Fred.  She called him Fred for years thereafter.

My dog is Marshall, my cat is Satan (or Ren, depending on his behavior).  I had a Joe Cocker (spaniel).  My first cat was Fred.  My Treo is Bob.  The firewall at work is called Julio (because the support website asked me for a friendly name for it).  There are matching network switches called Fellatio and Cunnilingus.  The only female member of my work crew got a divorce and said we couldn’t call her by her last name anymore - we’d have to find another.  So I suggested Stanley, which is now what everyone calls her.  My computer room is called the Womb.  Our work office is called Area 51.  Over the years I had computers called Stanley, Anger, deadparrot, mees, suicide, noboot, Charley, sex, boobs, and others.

Frank Zappa’s recording studio was the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen (where gypsy mutant industrial vacuum cleaners presumably fought valiantly to remove the cigarette detritus).  BB King plays a Gibson ES345 called Lucille.  The Reverend Willy G (ZZ Top) has a favorite Les Paul called Pearly Gates.

Oddly enough I do not have names for my guitars, except for an odd reference to the finish of one (it’s called antigua, but I call it pukeburst). Apropos of nothing, Dave Barry and Douglas Adams play guitar left-handed like me (or used to, in Mr. Adams’ case).  As far as I know, neither named their guitars.

Please use the comments section to tell me the odd names you have for your pets, coworkers, instruments, significant others, and whatever else.