Whenever I acquire something, I give it a name. Sometimes it's simple or uninventive- I named my fan after its brand, my DS is named Midas- and sometimes it's ornate, like an old bike named Fenris or Wintermute, my external drive.
I got thinking about this because Fenris went back to Esty, the girl I borrowed it from, and she mentioned how whenever she rode it she felt like something was with her. As though in naming it, I changed it intrinsically, so that it was more than just a bike. It was a bike with a machine spirit.
And now that I think about it, all my things have a bit of personality, little quirks. I wouldn't say they're spiritual; I'm not animist, I'm way into hard science. What I will grant is that in attributing them names, subconsciously I have decided that they are extraordinary and therefore treat them differently. I suppose on some level this is what one does with all one's possessions.
Still, it's odd. Do any of you do this?