I was cleaning out my paperwork drawer the other day and came across a small pile of receipts–pages printed from Network Solutions and other such 'Net domain department stores. They were confirmations of URL purchases I had made, sometimes drunk, during the last three years.
This is so embarassing. I actually own:
I thought it sounded neat, plus it could apply to almost anything. Pretty sure I was drunk when I bought it. My modem needs a breathalyzer.
A friend and I had some half-assed start-up idea for a web business. Of course it never happened.
During the pre-millennium hype of 1999 everyone was speculating what to call the next ten years (the “oughts”? the “zeroes”?) and another friend of mine and I were convinced this was a contender. And we were sober.
Catchy, isn’t it? Thought it might be a good name for a porn site. Still think it is, but that doesn’t change the fact that there are already 350,000,000 porn sites already out there.
A (4)-related attempt at cyber-squatting/extorting the Singaporean portal site Catcha.com. We really believed that the folks at Catcha would either offer us a briefcase of cash or sue us into oblivion. So far neither has happened, despite us linking both URLs to www.catchasnatch.com. Actually I just heard that Catcha.com is in financial trouble. Sigh…
You can actually see my page at this address, it’s not much but it explains my thinking. There are no such things as robot sex slaves. But when there are, they’re gonna be big buniess. And then I will have the ultimate domain!
…yeah, whatever. As you can see, my URl collection is the cyber-equivalent to the proverbial closet-full-of-shoes-that-only-go-with-that-one-outfit-that-no-longer-fits. With the money I spent on them I could have bought a DVD player. So I’m wondering, who else out there has similar embarassing purchases stowed away in their virtual closets?
I envision a day when URL certficates are lumped into boxes like so many rusty kitchen appliances and placed next to back issues of National Geographic in garage sales. So Dopers, confess! What silly URLs do you own? I can’t be the only one…