Word: cools
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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When an industry starts to hype itself, it loses a little bit of its innocence. In the case of the Web, that happened about four years ago, when the first Cool Site of the Year awards were given out. But not to worry: As the assembled masses of Silicon Alley proved last night at New York's shabby-chic Webster Hall, where this year?s Cool Site of the Year awards ceremony was held, the people who make the Web happen aren't too jaded to act up in a thoroughly scruffy and unrespectable fashion...
...Cool Site of the Year awards are an offshoot of the Cool Site of the Day, which began rewarding excellence on the Web in 1994, making it one of the earliest arbiters of good taste on the Internet. The awards are given out in 15 categories, ranging from best bookstore to best zine. The nominees are chosen by a nominating committee, and the actual awards are chosen by popular vote. "It?s completely about the people?s choice," said Mike Corso, president of C Notes Interactive, which owns the awards. "We respect immensely the people who visit the site...
...Clarion's Auto PC ($1,200). It's a dash-mounted computer that's designed to accept simple voice commands, and will do everything from tune the radio or CD player to retrieve and read aloud e-mail or dial your cell phone from a contacts list. Sounds cool, but wait for the kinks to shake out; the person who demonstrated it for me couldn't get it to work properly...
...started to research these giants of history until I found out they didn't have websites and gave up. But I basically suspect I need to take over a large piece of the world, give the people something useful like libraries or fruit smoothies, and get myself a cool name. I like Joel. I also like Joel, but I'm not sure I'll ever find that button on my keyboard again. I plan to amass my forces in Australia and then spread out into Asia and down into Africa, because that once worked for me in Risk...
Despite numerous phone calls and the admittedly unconvincing promise of "cool, reasonably priced uniforms," none of my friends want to join my army. But who needs an army, anyway? If I do it alone--no allies, no armies, no diplomacy, just me, mano a mano, Rambo-style--they'll have to give me the nod over the other world leaders of the century...