As you know, Tyler Media recently announced they are converting 107.7FM to a sports radio format. Back on August 1, we updated our Twitter followers to some of the developments.
Here’s the first tweet we sent out:
1. I believe the new station is going to be called 107.7FM "The Franchise." Pretend some guy saying that in a deep voice or something.
— The Lost Ogle (@TheLostOgle) August 1, 2013
It looks like we were right…again. Earlier today, Tyler confirmed the station’s name and released the logo. They even got some guy to say the Franchise in a deep voice or something. Here’s a video of the logo:
So, is The Franchise a good name? I don’t know. I guess they could have gone with The Fan, The Ticket, The Score, The Game, The Jock, The Zone, etc, but just like the Franchise, those names are kind of generic and in use in other markets. I personally would have gone with The Drunk Heckler, but what do I know. One complaint I’ve heard is The Franchise is kind of long and doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue, but then again, you can say the same about The Sports Animal. They seem to be doing okay.
In addition to other stuff reported on this site (Steely, Lump, and Rohde going; Rodgers staying; Traber “undecided”), here’s some other news about The Franchise:
In case you missed it, The Lost Ogle – a Twitter account for a fledgling website that primarily tweets links to blog postings, trivia standings and an occasional musing or two from a drunk 35-year-old blogger – won the Oklahoman’s Readers’ Choice Award for “Best Person to Follow on Social Media.” Here’s what the Oklahoman had to say about us in its 56-page, full-color, special issue to recognize the winners:
Yep, that’s it. Not a blurb, write-up, or even a “short story.” That’s kind of odd, because according to The Oklahoman we were supposed to get one:
That’s a shame. It’s not a big deal, though, because we weren’t the only ones left out. After doing a bit a research, it seems that the only winners to receive a “short story” were the same ones that purchased an ad in the special publication. That’s either a crazy coincidence, or proves The Oklahoman only thinks its advertisers are worthy of special recognition. Since the Oklahoman is a proud institution of journalistic excellence and the “State’s Most Trusted News,” I’ll go with coincidence.
Anyway, the point of telling you all that isn’t to whine or complain about not having the ad budget to play with the cool kids. Basically, it’s an opportunity to illustrate how artificial and unreliable these “Best of OKC” and “Readers Choice” things can be, and, segue to our “2013 Worst of OKC” nominations.
Yes, it’s that time of the year when we do the dirty work and help recognize the worst things this town has to offer. In case you’re not familiar with the Worst of OKC, here’s how it works:
1. We offer 15 “Worst Of” categories. We focus more on local people than restaurants, nails salons and cosmetic surgeons. The nominees are chosen by me, our contributors and suggestions from the Ogle Mole Network.
2. Once we come up with the nominees, we’ll feature a category each day and let you vote for which option is the worst.
Pretty simple, huh?
Anyway, you can submit your nominations after the jump. It will be open through the middle of next week. And just in case you’re bored, here’s our “2012 Worst of OKC” winners. Have fun and nominate well.
I’d consider myself a trendy kind of gal. After all, I own a pair of harem pants, I watch Girls, I sometimes catch Chive references, and I once spent a small rent’s worth of cash on a pretty purse. So when food trucks began having their own reality TV shows and local food trucks’ Facebook pages started racking up more virtual friendships than me, I figured I’d hop on the bandwagon and find out what the fuss was all about. I mean, self-serve frozen yogurt shops and cupcakeries turned out to be okay–surely food truck dining would be kinda fun too.
Several months and several lunches, fast dinners, and tipsy midnight snacks have gone by, and well–I’m still really unsure about how I truly feel about the whole food truck concept. To me, food trucks are kind of like any movie M. Night Shayamalan has been involved with post Signs–an intriguing concept, a nice cast, solid production, and you’re initially excited, but you leave feeling lame and ticked you wasted $10.
I’ve written up a short list of grievances with the oh-so popular food truck business model. For good measure, I also wrote up a few things that I like about food trucks. We’re all friends here at The Lost Ogle and I’m still somewhat ambivalent on the subject, so feel free to hotly debate any of my points in a civil matter via the comment section. Ch-check them out after the jump.
In the seventh grade, my science teacher had a chinchilla in her classroom that you could take home on the weekends if you signed up to do so. Everyone was pretty keen on it, what with us being super nerds and not the cool sort of 13-year olds who were smoking pot. One weekend, the major booger eater in our grade took the chinchilla home and when she brought it back, it was dead. Some of the girls cried about it, and many accused the booger eater of killing it (the suspected murder weapon was boogers, which is probably not a very good way to kill a chinchilla). Our science teacher ruled it as old age, and there was no more classroom pet. Because of that experience, I now associate chinchillas with foul play, regardless of the cause of death for that particular creature.
And it would seem that the fine folks at the GW Interactive Zoological Park in Wynnewood probably now associate chinchillas with foul play too. According to a story on KFOR.com:
Remember when the lovable and cuddly kangaroo Lucy Sparkles went missing outside Shawnee? If you thought that story was a roller-coaster of emotions, buckle up! There is another exotic pet from Shawnee that has gone missing. His name is Speedy:
A Shawnee family is desperately searching for their missing pet, a 25-pound tortoise.
The exotic reptile disappeared in June and the search is becoming exhausting.
Cassidy Graham said her tortoise Speedy loves people and craves attention.
“He likes to have his shell scratched,” Graham said. “He will actually dance back and forth. He’ll either move his bottom back and forth or he’ll stand up real tall on his front legs and move his front back and forth.”
“Speedy?” I get it. It’s like one of those names that’s the opposite of the animals characteristics. It’s like naming your dog, “Doctor Fluffypuss.” I mean, it’s cute, but we all know that dog didn’t go to medical school. Other examples include naming a pig “Un-tasty” or a cat “Obedient.”
The first question I have is how do you lose a tortoise? It’s kind of like losing your remote control. It can’t get very far. My second question is why do you own a free-range tortoise? How about a dog, cat or wild kangaroo? I know some people will say owning a strange pet is a Shawnee thing, but I grew up in the town and didn’t know anyone with exotic pets. Sure, there was a guy I knew who had rats, but it’s not an exotic pet if you can find it in a Mexican restaurant.
Anyway, Speedy’s irresponsible owner has a theory about how and why the tortoise disappeared. I wonder if it has anything to do with pizza and/or martial arts training:
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