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:: A weekend of glazed eyeballs ::
Friday, January 30, 2004
Brainstorming for application names can be fun (sample suggestion: "Gars Hokum", seriously), but it seems to have sapped my creative energy for the day.
Ok, who am I kidding, I've been in a blogging rut all week. Sorry everyone. Both of you. No, not you... more towards the back, with the spikey hair. No, just to your left. Yeah, you - sorry dude.
But that's ok, Lick is launching on Sunday, during Super Bowl halftime. Tony's been working on this for a while now, chronicling the process and soliciting work. I don't know the venerable Mr. Pierce, and I offended one of Lick's contributors, but I'm still excited.
The Super Bowl: the most recently-named major professional sports championship. Other major sports use no-nonsense descriptive titles like "The [league name] Finals" or quaint anachronisms (World Series), but the Super Bowl, named in the late sixties, needed punch. It got it, albeit in a dated 60's-marketing-optimism way. I shudder to think what it would be called today. Maybe the Gilette Xtreme-Bowl, or the Verizon Hyper-Match.
And at that moment, morland attained curmudgeonhood.
Posted by morland @ 07:31 PM
:: Comments ::
like 30 people read your blog. you can't make that joke, only i can. ok, you can too.
Posted by: The Guy Who Lives In Vail on January 31, 2004 11:50 PM
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