Goals

New goal.

Write one blog post a week.

It's football season and I've thus far watched 2 college games, attended a cowboys game, and am planning to go to a high school football game in a couple of weeks. While I'm not really a huge fan of the sport I think I'm starting to understand the Texas passion for it. I may need to buy a cowboys jersey to prove my sudden interest in the sport but I think the Bronco's fan in me would prevent making it all the way to the check out line.

I think it all spawns from the years of sales tax I've paid, and really you have to agree, Invesco field beats the Cowboys Spaceship any day of the week.

Is social media a Dr.'s note excusing lazy journalism?

I had planned to go to the gym today but since I'm battling with the pollen counts outside I thought it might be nice to not sneeze all over the equipment. I planned to go last week too, but I got a tetanus shot and already felt like I'd worked out.

Granted these are a lot of excuses. I could still have worked out last week, or today with a large box of tissues in tow, but when it's all said and done, I didn't feel like it.

One of the list serves I subscribe to sent out this blog post today asking if Young PR people are getting Social Media Tunnel vision.

I think that there becomes a point where instead of writing a good release, or learning the finer aspects of AP Style [or basic grammar for the matter] is too difficult and therefore a social media blast is an excuse for not doing it.

There is a fine balance between not recognizing the potential of social media and not doing the basics of brand management. If you know the basics and recognize when you should still use them, social media is a fine compliment to the entree.

The concern raises when we stop learning the basics or forget how to use them. Everything else is just an excuse.

My appologies

Now I hope no one is reading my blog thinking that someday you are going to find a parable of wisdom that is useful to you, because lets be honest I usually write about crap. (Can you say that on the internet and not get spam filtered? O’well)

Anyways, usually it’s about what critter is hanging out in my apt parking lot or the parking lot at work, or the giant guy I found in my apt, or Texas shaped waffles.

Occasionally it’s my knitting / crocheting / yarn loving habits.

Every once in a while is my yoga addiction, which has become less since I can’t seem to find a studio in TX that doesn’t want my soul in exchange for a few enlightening hours.

And maybe if you’re lucky it’s rambling about social media, ROI, marketing, etc. And that’s really only when you’re lucky.

Which I feel might be slightly telling about my life. Hopefully not, since I’d like to believe I don’t have that much crap going on, but clearly that might be the most interesting parts

Irrational Fears

I have a lot of irrational fears.

For instance every night I lock both dead bolts, check the window locks, lock the balcony door, check under my bed and in the closet and then lock my bedroom door. By the time I go to bed this place is Fort Knox. If it wasn't a a thousand pounds to move I'd probably put my dresser in from of the door.

If I really think about it I see how irrational my whole plan is. By the time I check under the bed, if something/someone is in the house, they are now locked in with me. I have very little furniture and spend most of my time in my living room. I would have seen them come in. Plus what would I do if I found someone?

Needless to say I know its irrational, but it makes me feel better.

Not nearly as irrational as being afraid of being attacked by an Ocelot.

http://www.gotpetsonline.com/pictures/gallery/exotic-animals/other-exotic-animals/ocelots

Don't get caught up in his pretty little eyes and fuzzy face. I saw one of these in a public park on Sunday and proceeded to warn everyone I saw about the Mountain Lion. Apparently some people keep them as pets but I had a dream the other night that that precious lil kitty ripped off the hands of a child and the firefighter told the kid there were lots of things he could do without hands, like swimming.

I never said I didn't have an overactive imagination.

New Blog!

New city, new job, new blog, woooo!

Here is my new blog for all those who care to read. I have no claim to any expertise, so if you want to read you'll hear all about yoga, crocheting, theatre, volunteering, cooking, Texas, how I really want a dog, and any other stories along the way.

Mostly ramblings, but it's all good fun.

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