names

"I heard some disturbing news," said Victor.

"Really?" I said. "Do tell."

"I heard a rumor that I was named after someone you know," said Victor.

"No," I said, "I'm afraid the truth is far less glamorous than that."

"That's not all," said Victor.

"There's more?"

"Uh huh. Not only was I named after another Victor, but it seems that I've inherited some of his personality as well."

"Now that may be true, but really, I'd have to say you inherit more from a different person altogether than this other Victor after whom you're supposedly named."

"Oh yeah?" asked Victor. "Anyone I know?"

"Certainly not," I said. "Would you like to know where your name actually came from?"

Victor nodded.

"Your name comes from 'Victory Malt', a specialty grain that went into my last batch of homebrew."

"Really," said Victor. "You're a homebrewer?"

"No, I said," I said.

Victor looked at me, puzzled. "What?" he said.

"What?"

"Nevermind. Forget it."