What is UP with that Name?
Gibbilicious. Hard to type, yet strangely satisfying to say. But where did it come from?
My friend David Chapman, that's where. Or from whom, anyway.
Dave Chapman has a compulsive need to give nicknames. Really, he's a swell guy, and he's a good friend, but he has this one character trait that is in turns endearing and infuriating.
When he christened me "Gib," I was happy enough. When I became "Gibby" one day, I was slightly perturbed that a not-entirely-loved grade school nickname had suddenly reappeared in my adult life, but I could get along with it. Then, one day, I was "Gibbilicious." I fought it. I told him I didn't like it. Indeed, I found it deeply and fundamentally disturbing.
Of course, all this only encouraged him to use it as much as possible.
But the damndest thing happened. Like that odd-looking person you went to school with who, after months and months of seeing them every day, starts to look normal (and perhaps even a little attractive) just due to sheer exposure, I started to take to the name.
Now, I don't know how it's going to look in print, out in the world. But I've seen it enough now that I have started to like it, and darned if it's not unique as hell. So I registered it as a domain, and there you have it. It, and its common misspellings, to boot.
So if you find it disturbing, let Dave know, should you ever run into him. And blame him for making me get used to it, too. And, finally, bookmark this site so you don't have to contort your fingers into typing the accursed word (but you can secretly have fun saying it).
..Chris..
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