ICANN runs my scrapbook
A friend teased me this afternoon for one of my digital habits. When I asked the internet to validate me, I got nothing. So here’s the article I wish I’d found so that next time I won’t have to lie when I say that I read about it on the internet.
Every year, like most people, I get a little wistful when my registrar sends me the annual wave of domain renewal notices. They sprinkle my inbox with mementos of those times I scratched the itch to digital landgrab — when I just had to archive a questionable idea in the most reliable public database on the planet.
ICANN manages this kind of scrapbook for many people. And their impulse registrations come in many flavors. Some of them are an experiment or a first bit of love for a velveteen rabbit to help it become real. But for me, as often as not, my registered domains are an exercise in vengeance:
- whatyou.info (inmate’s social network),
- tatekicksbabies.com (Tate),
- GredaIsAnOlsenTwin.com (Greda)
- propinquitous.com (craigslist dinner parties),
- narrowprobingeyes.com (tribute to Emily),
- helpmepicka.name (name your spawn/hurricane/flower/robot),
- cripplingloneliness.com (¯\_(ツ)_/¯),
- itsjustus.website (sweatpanted pair-bonding for the socially complacent; h/t Rich, Monica, Jack),
But of course, you know what I mean, because it’s completely normal.
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