Lifestreaming is so last season
Long-time self-proclaimed web guru, PR flack and failed architect. Former professor.
Manager of corporate communications for Amway. Occasional freelancer. Laughable gardener.
Proud husband and father of two girls that will cost me my life savings and send me to a pauper's grave if the ticking time bomb inside my brain doesn't kill me first.
Beer and bourbon drinker. Soccer buff. Defender of all things Cleveland.
Has launch codes. $1B OBO.
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A steady diet of status updates and Sazeracs
Wine is decidedly more accessible when served by a robot. Snug Harbor was no match for The Spotted Cat. Electric trolley cars of the past are the wave of the future. And when you snap shots of sugary beignets with a BlackBerry at 3 a.m. thinking your Facebook friends will care, it's time to call it quits.
Hmm. Thinking I'll have to convince the boss that New Orleans is our next conference destination. Breakout sessions on Bourbon Street? Put the "social" back in social media, I say.
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The Ides of October
| 5:20 a.m. | Wake up, head for gym. |
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| 5:21 a.m. | Wife regrets to inform that she feels sick. |
| 5:22 a.m. | Scratch gym. |
| 7:13 a.m. | Change toddler's diaper while just-turned-5-today older sister of said toddler refuses to rise. |
| 8:24 a.m. | Drop off precocious birthday girl and 24 pink frosting cupcakes to kindergarden class. |
| 9:00 a.m. | Coffee. |
| 9:01 a.m. | Conference call with PR agency to streamline media monitoring. And there was much rejoicing. |
| 10:55 a.m. | Caravan troops to West Michigan PRSA luncheon at the University Club in downtown Grand Rapids. |
| 11:27 a.m. | Network with fellow flacks, including Erin Russ, former TV anchor-turned-budding PR pro. |
| 11:37 a.m. | Assemble burrito and salad from otherwise unconventional buffet line. |
| 11:42 a.m. | Listen to local social media maven Laura Bergells tell us we already knew everything she had to say. Quotable tweets throughout her keynote. Make that "tweetable." |
| 11:59 a.m. | Observe varied body language and facial expressions throughout the crowd of entry-levels and senior execs furiously scribbling and texting, chomping every bit of jargon, mystified and demystified all the same. |
| 12:36 p.m. | Ask the good Ms. Bergelis about the relevance of homepages and emergence of microblogging and sidewikis. Not entirely sold on her answers but satisfied enough to want her business card. |
| 12:40 p.m. | The good Ms. Bergelis asks me about FriendFeed, to which I respond "Facebook bought it to kill it." |
| 12:44 p.m. | Thumb three new events into my BlackBerry I need to show my mug in as many weeks, sadly realizing how little I network in person anymore. |
| 1:11 p.m. | Make friends with Ms. Bergelis. |
| 1:20 p.m. | Huff it back to headquarters. |
| 1:47 p.m. | Marvel at the number of meeting invites, emails and Facebook updates that have metastasized my mailbox since lunch. |
| 1:56 p.m. | Coffee. |
| 2:30 p.m. | Meet with social media team to disc |
| 2:30 p.m. | Meet with core team for news update. |
| 2:42 p.m. | Pretend I didn't just see what I saw on live TV about a kid trapped in a balloon, suddenly thinking about my own kids. |
| 2:59 p.m. | Plod ahead. |
| 3:11 p.m. | Try not to get further distracted by the fact that some kid from Colorado didn't just fall from 10,000 feet up. |
| 3:45 p.m. | Fight with frozen screens and drained batteries at the worst possible time. |
| 3:50 p.m. | See footage of the landed balloon. |
| 3:51 p.m. | Refocus. |
| 4:28 p.m. | Wrap with core team and wait for lasagna from Vitale's. |
| 4:43 p.m. | Prep with night team while throwing my laptop across the room. |
| 4:49 p.m. | Sneak in a Gobbledygook award entry. |
| 4:52 p.m. | Call the wife to keep dinner in the fridge. |
| 4:57 p.m. | Set up time with one of my favorite employees. |
| 5:00 p.m. | Glue self to the TiVos. |
| 5:12 p.m. | "He's alive. He was hiding in the garage!" |
| 5:27 p.m. | Lasagna. |
| 5:30 p.m. | Wait for local news to unfold. |
| 5:40 p.m. | Am reminded that today is Thursday, not Wednesday, making tomorrow Friday. |
| 6:12 p.m. | Crack up at the #balloonboy hash tags. |
| 6:31 p.m. | Wait for local news to unfold. |
| 6:44 p.m. | Wrap up. |
| 7:07 p.m. | Go home. |
| 7:39 p.m. | Hug and tickle my girls until they can't breathe. |
| 7:42 p.m. | Apologize to my Mac for leaving it home today. |
| 8:02 p.m. | Endure the nightly bedtime ritual torture. |
| 8:29 p.m. | Hot cocoa and a pink cupcake. Add two miles to my next run. |
| 8:56 p.m. | Make a $100 million offer for W. 117th Street in Cleveland on Monopoly City Streets. Toss in two streets to boot. |
| 9:11 p.m. | Watch "The Office." |
| 9:36 p.m. | Catch up on catching up. |
| 10:00 p.m. | Record the local news against my wife's will. |
| 10:07 p.m. | Ping the core team for updates. |
| 10:23 p.m. | Make new connections on all social networks. Because at 10:23 p.m. on a Thursday evening, that's what I do. |
| 11:00 p.m. | Start this blog post. |
| 11:17 p.m. | Hush at least one child. |
| 11:52 p.m. | Bounce off the walls with the late night core crew. |
| 11:59 p.m. | Blog up. |
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Five minutes before Lions snap skid, not that it's on TV in Detroit
UPDATE: Lions aren't so cowardly, after all. Detroit 19, Washington 14.
This sucks for Detroit fans:
Free Press sports writer Shawn Windsor is live-blogging today's blacked-out game between the Detroit Lions and the Redskins. Per NFL rules, he may not be in the stadium while live-blogging, so he drove to a Buffalo Wild Wings in Grand Rapids to watch it on TV.
Good call on B-Dubs. I should drive down and meet him. Mmm. Honey mustard...
Even though I root for the Browns, I and other football fans kinda wonder when the Lions will end their 20-game losing streak. They are less than three two minutes away from doing so against the Redskins (who just scored a late TD and are within 5 and a horrific upset, onside kick notwithstanding).
Back to glorious HD. I can't believe I'm about to say this: Go Lions!?
UPDATE 2: Additional coverage: Detroit Free Press, Detroit News, ESPN (via AP), NBC, CBS and my favorite tidbit from Deadspin:
It's over! For the first time since 2007, the Detroit Lions are winners. Matthew Stafford looked like an NFL quarterback, and Clinton Portis couldn't get going, so Detroit dominated possession. Washington simultaneously becomes a trivia answer and a punchline.
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He's on the dollar bill and stuff
Some days, you wish you never opened your web browser. But dude, a million points on Guitar Hero? Rawk.
And what's with that Lego Man do? Man Up, indeed.
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