When your mind becomes its own echo chamber
I was looking over my old notes recently - I have a file where I keep ideas for projects among other things. These notes are really of any kind: implementation details, user requirements that should be met, project naming ideas. Among the potential projects for some later day is a Twitter client, for which I kept some naming notes. The thought process behind them was to somehow combine “Twitter” with “Perl” (not necessarily in an obvious fashion). I had even arrived at a conclusion.
With the benefit of retrospect, I have no idea what I was thinking.
I had decided that the right name would be “Twipple”.