The most logical domain name choice for for my new company was registered by someone else, two days after I incorporated. It would be acceptable if someone with an interesting idea purchased it. You know, like a woman who will be famous and I can ride on her coattails like a monkey strapped to a rocket. But no, my preferred domain name was purchased by a company looking to extort money by holding it for ransom. Scumbags.
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Don’t forget…
My family KNOWS people and we’re owed favors. We don’t have a pronounced vowel at the end of our name for nothing.
You just say the word…
Didn’t you register a company on February 29, 1992? Don’t ask me how the fuck I just remembered that.