I thought about titling the first post of the doomby blog “Happy birthday”, or “In spite of the forceps, our head came our looking OK”. And either would have made an OK title, right?
Then I suddenly remembered that my illustrious boss (Bossman the younger) had asked me at some point in the (now somewhat distant) past to explain the choice of name now inscribed on this website's birth certificate. He might also have mentioned something about describing what doomby actually is, and how to use it to make a website, but my attention span is not dissimilar to that of a goldfish, so I had to be reminded about that (several times).
But back to “name choice” bit. As with any good story, there are two versions: the short one and the long one. To summarize the short one (and make it really short): it won the beauty and popularity tests, and was available. 10 words.
Yep, that's short (and makes a lovely post-modern Haiku).