What have I gotten myself into?
Fabio Trifoni
You might have noticed the little pink box over on the right that says, “I’m speaking!” Yay and stuff! Except talking to a group of people scares the crap out of me. Hence the “What have I gotten myself into?” thing.
The session is on the Beginner track and it’s called: HTML, CSS, Self-hosting, Design: Establishing Virtual Independence for Your Online Space.
Don’t you DARE fall asleep while I try to explain this.
Straight from the site:
You don’t need to be a slave to default settings just because you aren’t technically savvy. Understanding how the ghost in the machine works makes online life much easier and in no way means that you should understand code in order to maintain your blog. We believe writers shouldn’t feel intimidated when trying new things with their design or worried that they may lose their entire archive at anytime. Learn how to pick a suitable platform (we’ll start with “What’s a platform?!”), install a banner, consider layout, make an archive back-up in case of emergency, and more. You deserve a sense of security and control over your virtual space in the world.
You have to admit that sounds a little cool, right? Just admit it and make me feel better.
I can do that stuff. I DO that stuff. I taught myself how to tease something less than hideous out of a website and all that fun stuff that makes most people’s eyes cross. I ramble to Tucker for as long as he’ll let me about what issues I’ve run into and how I broke one of my websites. He doesn’t listen but he acts like he does and that is nice of him. People occasionally come to me for geek advice regarding computers and I’ve been known to have made money once or twice from this.
Now I’m going to have a captive audience with Katie York and Erica Mueler and this captive audience is going to choose to listen to us; they have to signup and stuff. While Katie and Erica are topnotch, I’m not a pro; I do this stuff cause I know I’d annoy the crap out of someone else. You know how often I change my site. Not only would I have no money because of all the changes but I don’t think I’d be willing to torture someone with all of my craziness.
My main fear is people are gong to wonder why the hell I’m there. They’ll get why Erica and Katie are there but I’m gonna confuse them with my presence. Don’t get me wrong here. I’m not complaining about this. I worrying about this. There’s a distinction in there somewhere.
And then there’s the fact the last time I spoke in front of an audience, I was in Speech and Drama in high school. Talk about a captive audience.
I’m going to be fine. I’m a geek with the best of ’em. I am not stupid when it comes to websites and such–despite what some people may think.[1] I will get through this…even if I have to cleave to Katie and Erica and have them drag me along.
We’re gonna rock that thing. I hope. Must buy cute shoes and cute jeans so at least I know I’ll look good while I make a fool out of myself.
This is either going to be a spectacular train wreck or a spectacular success.
- [1]NOT going into that. You’ll just have to be happy with a cryptic, passive–aggressive reference because it almost makes me feel better. Almost.↩
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