I have very recently decided to get a couple, well, three, domain names. I don’t have a really good reason at this point except that I am really bored on a work assignment in the middle of snowy Russia where it is −20C outside and, I’ve been Googling stuff. One website that I stopped at, amongst thousands, said that unless I have only been writing for a week, I should have my own domain.
Really? OK. If you say so (you being some anonymous but certainly authoritative entity).
So, I now have a domain which may or may not be the future home to this wonder of modern literature because I really can’t figure out how to get this over there. I got the domain name and I secured a hosting site. I have read tutorials but most of them are assuming that one understands the basics. This one does not.
I have just sent off an email to the hosting site support centre apologizing profusely but pleading for help. They have likely forwarded my request to the closest grade 3 student who should reply shortly.
Yes, I did indeed say three domain names.... because there was a deal if you got three.
The second one is going to be dedicated to my one true, heartfelt grievance, no, abhorrence! Dog Foulers. Since moving to The Netherlands, it is all I can think about some days. Generally those days are when I have had to ask the kids to search their shoe bottoms because something smells really bad or, I have had guests from abroad and I have had to send them on their explorations by waving and saying, “Have fun and watch out for dog sh*t."
This second site will be a little public service announcement with facts regarding the health issues, law and disgusting-ness of not picking up their dog’s waste. It may include pictures of repeat offenders, who knows?
The third secured domain name will be on hold until semi-retirement for a possible business venture. How clandestine is that?
As a recommendation: Don’t try to purchase something online with a Canadian identification, a Dutch credit card and a Russian IP address. Painful.