Times change. Now that I have that cliché out of the way … Back in the day, we had to get accredited to take a camera into a concert. We’d wear our dorky press passes around our necks and lug any amount of gear into the arena, entering through a door reserved for VIPs.
I kept getting an error message on my phone. Low storage. I had to clear up space somehow. Without deleting valuable apps (and shaking my first at HTC for its bloatware), I knew I had to do one thing. Delete pictures.
<tap tap tap> Is this thing on? Can anyone hear me? Have I completely lost the legions of people who kept coming back here for more? You know what I hate? Checking in on someone’s blog and seeing sporadic posts—one every three or four months— apologizing for being absent, for not writing, for not having… Continue reading Blowing off the cobwebs
Seven nights ago, I was on my hands and knees, sobbing into the cold linoleum floor of Fairfield Animal Hospital in Kelowna. My best friend for almost 10 years was facing death without surgery. Even surgery might kill him. He’s almost 12 and there was no knowing what anesthesia or surgery could do to my… Continue reading Drawing comfort from social media
You seem to like Twitter a lot. Should it be part of our communications strategy? It was a question posed to me during a recent job interview. Many of my friends should be surprised to hear I responded ‘not really.’ The company for which I was interviewing is based in a smaller city, one where… Continue reading Twitter: is it still optional in communications?
Imagine for a moment that you’re looking for a specific item. You approach the salesperson in your favourite store or boutique and ask, “Do you have any navy pencil skirts?” The salesperson responds: “All of our skirts are on the second floor. Just go up those stairs.” That doesn’t feel very helpful, does it? You… Continue reading Getting the cold shoulder on Twitter
It was a rather innocuous moment. I was on Skype with My American and, in a flash of crazy, we started a Google search for Maremma sheepdogs. Which ones look like Shep? Aw, wookadawiddle puppies of fluff! Hey, wait a second … that one does look like Shep. A lot like Shep. Um, because it… Continue reading My photos are … well … mine
I Tweet. A lot. Often. About almost anything. My friends know this. Many of them love me for it. After all, I first ‘met’ most of them on Twitter. I Tweet about my workouts, my dog walks, my shopping, hockey games, whatever pops into my head. I support live Tweeting events. I promoted live Tweeting… Continue reading A time to Tweet … a time not to Tweet
In 2009, I started a Christmas tradition for myself. Some might call it “quirky.” Others might call it “old-fashioned.” You might even want to tell me to get with it, because “social media doesn’t take a day off.” All I ask is that for one day — Christmas Day to be exact — I don’t… Continue reading Just one day
They’re so close. So close. Kamloops Fire Rescue needs — at the time I hit Publish — just 33 Likes to hit 1,315 Likes on its Facebook page by New Year’s Eve. What’s the big deal? KFR is in a race to get 1,000 new Likes, meeting a challenge by the Kamloops McDonald’s franchises. In… Continue reading Kamloops Fire Rescue needs your Facebook love