Name-Dropping

I love watching anything insider-y.  Anything that lets me feel like, even for a second, that I'm in on the joke.  Entourage.  Wag The Dog.  The Player.  And more than life itself, Soapdish.  So I smiled in my Honeycomb the other day when I was presented with an equivalent moment: a TPG topic about TPG.  A few weeks ago, I started getting emails saying my real domain name was about to expire.  And I had to 'act now'.  Well, my brain simply does not respond to two-word commands.  'Renew domain' got lost on the list of priorities somewhere in between 'pack for endless after-school activities' and 'try and find floor of car.'  The day of renewal reckoning passed without my attention.  Then, I got another email.  And if I'm not mistaken, the tone was rather scolding.  I went online immediately while huffing and puffing.  The URL had been available to the general public for over a week.  Had it been taken?  Was there another girl in Colorado who enjoyed basking in the glory of putting things off as I do?  Maryland?  Alaska?  Palin??  Well, a few clicks later and I was saved.  The domain name is mine again for two more years and counting.  And no, I haven't done anything with it yet.

Comments

[DOD]

just getting caught up in your saga.....whew! close call....or is it that TPG is so uniquely Amy that it is yours forever?