It is just coming to my attention that I talk to inanimate objects constantly. Especially my car. I will always thank my car for getting me somewhere and keeping me out of any accidents. Or even when I'm late and freaking out, I try and calm down and console my car that it's not its fault, it did its best. Strangely, I'm one of the few people people I know who doesn't name all their stuff, I just call it by what it is.
Oh, and I just remembered, my friends find great amusement in my tendency to give inanimate objects commands. Whenever I put something down, I'll stop, point and it, and tell it to "stay". And then wait a second to make sure it does.