Sometime ago we found a domain name that would complement cookie-cabana.com nicely, after some checking around I found the owner of the name and contacted her to see if she was interested to sell. She was, and she proposed a price of 2,500 US Dollars. A few emails later, we agreed on a price that was acceptable to both, and she set up a transaction through a site called escrow.com... I'd never heard of this company, but again the internet came to the rescue. I read through the website's material, as well as some reviews, and all seemed to be OK.

We used a Visa card to buy the name from its owner, paid the money through escrow.com, and asked Benjamin to start the transfer procedure. The seller of the name is, for all I know, a lady from Bronx, New York. Through our few emails, she mentioned that she is a "professional namer" and brand manager. She offered her services for our marketing and brand management tasks ahead, and she asked how she could buy some of our cookies.

This is great... it's all fantasy, it's all virtual, we bought something that cannot be felt or touched, from someone thousands of kilometers away whom we've never seen and don't even know, paid a respectable amount of money usine a piece of plastic while sitting at a computer, sent an email to Benjamin to ask him to do the transfer, all within the scope of around 15 minutes time. Isn't it great?

Of course, the domain has not been connected to our service provider yet, but we expect this to happen within the next few days. It seems secure enough, although in a virtual sort of a way. It all feels like walking through "strwaberry fields"..."Nothin is real, and nothing to get hung about..."