![]() ![]() A longer more honest answer is, “Everything has a price. The short answer is “No, is not for sale”. More recently it was a thrill to give my new daughter-in-law her own email address.Ī couple times each month, I receive inquiries not unlike my outreach to Kathleen Creighton those many years ago, asking if I’d be willing to sell. Sorry to all the other Chris Casey’s out there, but I’m and have been for more than 20 years. One that rolls as easily as your name, because it’s your name. It doesn’t suck having an email address that’s yours forever. My ‘Contacts’ application reveals how friends emails have changed over the years and so on as providers and their offerings come and go. Homesteading online has gotten simpler, and generic online tract housing now swamps the now old little houses on the digital prairie.Įven better than a URL, has been having an email address. Somewhere along the way social media diminished my necessity of having a personal website. In the 20 years since, has evolved from a personal website, to a company site (during my self-employment phase when even sponsored my kids soccer teams), to a blog, and then to a neglected blog. The next capture is almost two years later, on Decem, shows a full website, and it’s awesome! A photoshop filter accident as the main image, image mapped navigation (WITH alternate text links), an animated GIF fake traffic counter, and YES, that’s some Comic Sans ! So when did launch on the World Wide Web? The clue is there under the the ‘last updated’ link in the upper left corner. And it’s a picture of the landing page of the Internet provider I used at the time (Capital Area Internet Service). The oldest capture of by the Internet Archive Wayback Machine is from Decem. Was I lucky? If so, it’s always come with the sad reminder that it came from somebody’s passing. I had just happened to be the next ‘Casey’ who was interested in staking the same digital claim that Kathleen had, and the domain became mine. ![]() When I next sent my inquiry to the technical contact on the registration record, they informed me of Kathleen’s recent demise, and transferred the domain to me. There was no web site, no email addresses, just a WHOIS registration record with a contact name and email address to whom my inquires went unanswered. Sadly, Kathleen Creighton passed away just a few months after she registered ‘’, before she ever had an opportunity to make any use of it. He eventually relinquished it to McDonalds in return for a $3,500 donation to a Brooklyn school for computers and internet access. He ended that article inviting readers to email him at to offer suggestions on what he should do with the domain. To demonstrate his point, Quittner registered the domain ‘’ in the process of educating the McDonalds Corporation what it was and why they should care. That’s what writer Joshua Quittner found and reported in his October ‘94 WIRED magazine article “ Billions Registered ”, in which he described the surprising number of Fortune 500 companies who had not registered their domain names, many of which had no idea what a domain name was or why they would want one. But speak of an internet ‘domain name’, and you’d likely draw a blank stare. It was a time when the word, domain, would for many first bring to mind an episode of Seinfeld which added ‘master of my domain’ into our modern lexicon. And, she was a tech savvy online pioneer who staked a digital claim on the domain name ‘’ when she registered it in August of 1994. She was the BBS/online service reviewer for the San Francisco Bay Area computer newspaper MicroTimes, and a contributor to WIRED magazine’s Street Cred section. Kathleen was well known on one of the earliest online communities, The Well (her WELL username was ‘casey’). Her name was Kathleen Creighton, but she went by ‘Casey’, presumably a reference to her initials. – Jerry, George and Elaine, in “ The Contest “, Seinfeld, aired 11/18/92 ![]()
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