The Gift of Domain
Posted on | February 18, 2009 | Comments Off on The Gift of Domain
Marc gave me a domain name for Christmas, which was really awesome, because I had been saying I wanted a website. When he emailed me the domain name (because how else do you give someone the gift of domain), I immediately exclaimed (also by email) that I was the Master Of My Domain! (No, not Mistress, it would not be that kind of site.)
Later that day, and for days after, I kept going on about how I wanted to know how to build the site. I am pretty sure I even said that I actually wanted to build it all myself. Right on. Marc was going to tutor me through it. We bought books! I read articles! And I and checked Wikipedia for the meaning of just about every third word. Marc would totally not get stuck building my website.
Instead, he got stuck explaining really basic web stuff to me for hours and answering all my questions (as if it really matters what “HTML” stands for). Eventually, I either got bored or he skillfully redirected me so I thought I did, and I started sketching out out how I wanted the pages to look. And . . . Marc started building. When there was something to look at, I was like, “What does it look like if you move that over there?” And then I was all, “Just a tiny bit more to the left.” And then I was like, “Can you put it back where it was before? But what about BOLD! Or Italics?” So much for my grand and ambitious website construction plans. Middle management, here I come. But I’ve learned lots of tech terms, acronyms, and thanks to my lack of involvement, the site is really coming along!
