Click to enlarge. Photo for thegazz.com by Walker DeVille.

It might be nice to be named Ott like this building just off Quarrier Street. Easy to say, simple to pronounce, restaurant reservations clerks at Nobu would not ask you to spell it twice, assuring no mix-up with the reservation it took you months to get. Things could get complicated if (as one suspects one of these men could well be named) you were christened Otis or Otto in honor of your old grandpappa. Otis Ott, or Otto Ott -- it sounds like a vascular thing that requires surgery. Immediately. "I'm sorry," says the doctor, in a grave voice. "You have Ottisott..."