Wednesday
Aug112010

Blog, Flog and Log

“BlogHer.”  That is catchy.  My mind immediately jumps to “FlogHer,” “LogHer,” and “BangHer.”

Today in AdAge there was a report on the BlogHer Conference in New York.

Billed for the “tech-savvy” woman, it had “record attendance.”  Reading on I became increasingly disgusted and developed a manageable rash.

The AdAge summary described the attendees as the “mommy market” in sentence number one.  BlogHer is said to include 2,500 blogs receiving over 20 million hits each month.  How adorable to describe the conference as a way for marketers to meet “mommies.’

More disturbing and rash-producing was the VP of strategic alliances for the entity called BlogHer.  She said, “The BlogHer woman wants to know what is happening.  Marketers have to give her greater value, they have to be authentic, and they have to listen to her.”  Then comes the irresistible prediction; “If the brand brings value to this woman, she will love that brand and advocate for that brand, in her words, in her way.”

Who writes her copy?  Let me give it an opposing try.  “The BlogHer woman prefers to remain clueless, oblivious actually, to what is going on.  The more things cost, the better, even if the brand or product is worth pennies, and better yet if you sell fakes.” Overstating the obvious, again.

The agenda for the two days included speed dating “BlogHer style,” resume writing, food, sex, and a host of writing and photo taking workshops.  The deepest, most stimulating menu item was um, uh, not sure really.

Blech.

Maybe I am just a bit jumpy, looking for a debate.  I understand that gender differences are real.  I hear the complaints decades after my college women’s studies classes.  We do it to ourselves.  It is not “their” fault.

Of course we are limited because we do not leave the starting stalls even though we huff, puff and paw at the gate. High-gloss stupidity is unbecoming to any gender, or combination of the same.  Authentic stupidity simply cannot be helped. 

Here is a rewrite.

New York City hosted a BlogHim conference for 2,500 daddies that blog, earning them a coveted spot on the FlogHim blogroll.  The tech-savvy daddies really want to know what is happening and demand greater value.  If it is not authentic then forget it boys!  No one will buy your things so pack up and go home.  Give some one else your tradeshow cubicle.

But if he loves what you sell at the conference, he will fall all over it, and then stand back up, brush off his trousers and promote it using his very own words.  He will even do it his  way.  Any sponsor would be lucky to have a captive audience of daddies busy networking and tittering. 

Attend a beginner’s workshop where you can learn how to blog, realize ways to use your voice and even outline your memoirs.  Meet the real Pillsbury Dough Boy, get involved in sandwich making, learn about the diaper genie or relax and decorate postcards.  Tons of your favorite daddy brands right under one roof.

Rash gone.

Friday
Aug062010

Random Googling

 

I Googled “kicked out of Mensa,” and found little.

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Saturday
Jul312010

Us Humans

Thursday
Jul222010

Herbamare Rules

Monday
Jul192010

Definitions

I am no longer a mother, wife, psychologist, home owner, resident in good standing, business owner, cop’s wife, scuba diver,

 

 

body builder, stripper, Wightman family member, car owner, credit card holder, in-shape person or in possession of Herbamare. 

 

I am currently still a good and true friend, a female, a dog owner, breathing human and Mensa member.

I am not longer a-person-who-cleans-on-Fridays.  Hooray!!

I am a photographer, artist and writer.  I am an inventor.  I am a knower of certain ways.



Thursday
Jul152010

Mark Morris and Bayes

Friday
Jun252010

Canadian Earthquake and How Animals Do Strange Things

Where Were You When the Earthquake Happened?

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Thursday
Jun242010

The Meaning of an Internet Connection

Monday
Jun212010

June 18, 1959

Then when I woke up from under the triple layer and saw that I no longer knew what was dream and what wasn’t, I was granted a doorway home.  Home. 

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Thursday
Jun172010

Chester & Gender Roles

Not knowing the difference between a male and female house sparrow is yet another acceptable predicament I find myself in.  Therefore, I call

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Monday
Jun142010

Poo Bags et al

My grandmother, Nan, fought hard and pushed away the walls that threatened what lit up her world.  Doctor’s appointments would not define her.  She never yodeled on about negative scenarios.

“Lu, I miss watching the rabbits lick the dew off the grass in the morning.  I just can’t believe I will never see that again,” was her chief complaint. 

Even while she died, Nan felt grateful for her “wonderful” life.

 

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Saturday
Jun122010

Packing the Sea Glass

Having to start somewhere, I began packing that which I left behind on N Street.  Of course, I had used clear Liquid Nails to glue my seaglass to the fireplace mantle.  The stuff works great!  This time I am taking it with me, the happy glass all tucked into their baggies.

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Thursday
Jun102010

Anderson Cooper, Calliope Music and Mosquito Eaters

Sunday
May302010

Imitation Superheroes and Crocs

Saturday on Memorial Day weekend is a busy time.  People become bumper cars in garden centers and hardware stores.   I appreciate holidays where stores are open and I can avoid the obvious holiday gaps.

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Saturday
May222010

Facebook Privacy

Concerns about who knows what and which goes where? ReclaimPrivacy offers a scanning tool for your Facebook privacy settings.  It is easy to use and free.

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Friday
Apr232010

driftwood

I will not see another winter in this place.  I think I rambled about this last fall, but it came across as, “not being able to handle it.” 

The ‘it’ is flat nothingness, the existential terror of it all and proof to the unbearable facts of life.  We have to create it all, and we are responsible.  No taking into account how tired we might be.

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Tuesday
Apr202010

My Canary in This Coal Mine

By Jove! I think spring sprung.  Budded buds are budding.  Leaves that left are returning and not leaving. Green is a verb again.  Seeded seeds seem to be seeding and water is more watery. Worms are worming at breakneck speeds.  Weeds require weeding.

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Saturday
Apr102010

Tiger Woods and Nike: Return to the Same

Monday
Mar292010

Dear aojudyat gmail dot com pathetic lousy spammer person

I googled you a little bit.  You aren’t friendly with Where’s Waldo are you?  No that is not likely.  I was yawning as I followed a few leads.  Then I left a polite yet direct comment on your ‘employer’s’ website.  I liked V&R comment too. 

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Tuesday
Mar232010

20

happy no its not happy my sweet baby girl…