chew the fruit that falls in your lap in favor of the bunched and bundled bounty of the grocery store- those Clementine oranges are just so appealing in their crates.
-because it’s a shame to watch fruit rot off the vine.
No fair playing if you are my parents or otherwise related and already know my age. Here are some hints.
My first big concert event was the Prince, Purple Rain tour and I was probably slightly too young to be there.
The first president I remember is Jimmy Carter.
The last president I remember liking is Jimmy Carter.
I doubt I ever rode in a baby seat in the car, more likely I rode standing up in the back seat.
From Bonanza to the Brady Bunch, Star Trek to Seinfeld, eventually you are going to get a flashback episode. It is a simple technique used to fill space when the writers go on strike or the budget is in the red. In this case, the writer has a lot of work to do so please enjoy this episode of…364 days ago at the BRC.
Yesterday on the trail I pulled a tick the size of a small dog- (I think it’s a Pomeranian) off of myself. The poison ivy is flourishing and thick. The recent windstorm ripped the Live Oak Connector into a mess, and that trail is always a mess anyway. It was hot too, muggy I should say.
How do I know all of this? Easy! I rode my bike.
Not very far, not very fast, but hard and with conviction and this my friends is extremely disappointing to my friend Sasquatch, who seems to think mountain biking was a passing fad. The Rubik’s Cube of last summer. The My Little Pony of last fall. Are we now supposed to move on and take up pole dancing? I hear that is the hottest thing going for the exercise-minded.
Not me ladies and gentleman. I am scrubbing down the elephants, sobering up the clowns, and whitewashing the big top in preparation for the Geatest Show on Dirt.
I’m just not sure where we will open the season this year.
Consistency helps me sleep at night.
The Worm turns…?
So Big Worm has a birthday and I have to learn about it on the internet, right beneath the article telling me that yet another hack starlet is knocked up. The indignity is too much to bear.
Who knows how old the guy is, it doesn’t really matter. Big Worm is Evergreen. Big Worm is Elvis, Checkerboard Van’s, and Chili with Frito’s- never out of style.
Amidst the partisan bickering (which I hope I can claim some credit for fomenting) Big Worm just rides along. Road, Mountain, or Motorcycle, Cobra Kai or Danny-san, technical or longbow, the Worm stands ready to ride.
He is a bike saint in waiting, if only for all the repairs he has made to Wrecking Ball’s bike on the trail.
He speaks ill of nobody, trounces the cocky, and recovers the strays.
Happy Birthday ‘Worm, we hope its a good one.
The call came far too early yesterday morning. After a late night watching Son Volt fans push their bangs out of their eyes and nod into their beers I could have slept until Tiger’s tee time at 2:22.
No sir I am not the ringleader. I am a clown, so just let me crawl into the backseat of my tiny car and go back to sleep.
Instead I lurched into the man-o-tard and eventually (after a cup of coffee and three deep sighs) the streets of Tallahassee. The air was crisp as a Bartlett pear and before I knew it I was glad to be out and about.
Once we hit the park, playtime was over and the boys were pinning the rivet, or tossing the trivet, or something like that. They were going fast. It took my entire catalogue of shortcuts to make it to the end in view of the group.
Hence the delicious burger, because I’m cooked.
I visited our new log friend yesterday out on the Fern Trail. I thought by going solo I could session it with no pressure- and possibly die unconscious, face down in the mud. After a pedal to the shin and handlebars to the groin I am just as scared as when I had not yet attempted it. This is going to be a summer of many trials, and perhaps some sort of reckoning.
That’s OK though because it is time to scuff up your Chuck Taylors, untuck that flannel and meet me at the Son Volt show Saturday night at the Moon.
Talk of road trips West over cans of PBR?
If so, chances are good you are a Son Volt fan. Ma and Pa Ingalls are hitching up the donkey team and double-wrapping the hardtack for a big adventure to the Capital City. They may have to bivouac along the Suwanee to let the donkeys rest, but they will make it in time. They never miss a Rendevous.
I can’t talk, I’m a fan too you see.
Thank God someone out there is interpreting and romanticizing so many of the bad decisions my generation made and lamenting about the alarming decay of our national fiber.
I will have a chance to get my indie cred warmed up at a party tomorrow night celebrating a new book by a former professor of mine who was known about town as the “Barmadillo” back in the early nineties. He reviewed bars of course, and drew pictures of stick armadillos drinking in them. His career has since faltered, as he no longer gets paid to go to bars, but must travel the world and do uncomfortable things to be paid for his writing.
I will probably spill my drink on him.
The best formerly racist and currently gender-bigoted golf event in the world occurs this weekend. That’s right, dust off the green jackets because it is time for the Master’s. Say what you want cyclists, it is the Tour de France of golf and a great excuse to enjoy a social Sunday, after a ride of course.
So Spring is reaching critical mass around here, as every hour brings word of some watershed or seminal event this weekend.
With weather like this, what isn’t special?
Thanks Silky for the photo…I’m the one on the left, and that is Bigworm on the right.Ny Trip Re-cap & Thoughts on Time Square vs. Social Media
By: David Brim October 9, 2008
I just returned to Orlando yesterday evening from the SMX conference in Nyc. All in all it was a great trip. The conference went very well and a lot of people expressed interest in what we are doing and were eager to learn more about how Social Media can grow their business. On Monday night Ted, Ashley, Randy and I met up with Brett from Mashable and had some awesome dinner at Joe’s Shanghai Restaurant. After that we went to the tweet-up (twitter party) at the Angels & kings club.
On Tuesday night Ashley and I had dinner with Chrissie Brodagan, VP of Plum TV, then went to Time Square. Now I’ve been to Time Square several times and I’ve enjoyed it, however I always said that being there was a bit of a sensory overload. Chrissie said it best: “Being in Time Square is like Your Being Raped by Marketing Messages”.
If Social Media as a whole was to compare itself to Time Square they would be at complete opposite sides of the spectrum.
There’s a “Pop-up Ad” equivalent on every corner in Time Square (most likely multiple ones on each block). Hey take this flyer? Purses here $10…Hey want your picture taken? There’s also traditional forms of advertising as far as you can see…Digital billboards on sky scrapers, Posters on store windows, display ads on cabs, and people flaunting their favorite name brand gear, in essence becoming walking advertisements. Ads are everywhere, people are shouting, every corner has a vendor with food that tempts you as you pass by…it’s a complete sensory overload!
No real engagement, just loud marketing messages being shouted at you from all angles. I think all the hype & marketing messages every where is a major part of what makes Time Square so special and I think most people would agree. But I wonder how Time Square will change over the next 10 years…Will Time Square 2.0 be any different…if so how?
If you have any thoughts on this issue please share them
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Become familiar with notable social media case studies such as @comcastcares, the background story of the Coca-Cola Facebook page, and the Skittles social media fiasco. Brush up enough on these examples of social media marketing as well as terms and concepts surrounding social media, and generally what companies are doing presently to reach out to this community.
Jodie Wyze
@Kristen -You make a great point
Cyndy Baumgartel
@John I totally agree with that point
Veta Woodhams
@Jason I completely agree with.
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