If I recall correctly, I was at a trade show with some coworkers where a local Internet consulting company had a booth set up. They had a sign advertising cheap domain registrations, so a couple of us bought domains on the spur of the moment. I didn’t actually put any content up until (looking at some timestamps around here) April of 2001, and then it was just some old pages I used to host at an ISP back in the late Triassic Period.
The amusing thing is, though I don’t think I’ve ever deliberately changed registrars, the registration has changed hands probably half a dozen times, thanks to companies selling their registration business, going out of business, merging, etc.
“How did you spend the weekend?” asked the pretty brunette secretary
of her blonde companion.
“Fishing through the ice,” she replied.
“Fishing through the ice? Whatever for?”