Monday, September 17, 2007
i had lost my account info for this blog for a long time but after jumping through a few hoops i got it back. i wont post much here but i might post some most of my posting right now is at my redfrog labs blog at Red Frog Labs Blog
Monday, March 20, 2006
the colour of chocolate
So today I am going to leave the mostly PG world of my blog with an off colour joke.
A little boy walks into a malt shop and asks for a cone with 2 scoops of chocolate icecream. The soda jerk behind the counter says " I am sorry but we are out of chocolate.". the boy pauses for a moment and the asks for a cone with one scoop of chocolate icecream. Again the soda jerk replies " I am sorry but we are out of chocolate.". undeterred the boy asks for a sunday with whip cream, a cherry, peanuts, hot fudge, and one scoop of chocolate icecream. Once more the soda jerk replies " I am sorry but we are out of chocolate.". then before the boy could ask for something else the soda jerk adds " it looks like we are having a communication problem. You look like a smart kid so let me see if we can work this out. Spell "van" in vanalia. To this the boy responds "V A N." "correct" says the soda jerk "try this spell "straw" in strawberry." So the boy says "S T R A W.". again the soda jerk says correct "now try spelling fuck in chocolate." After a brief pause the boy replies a little hesitantly "im sorry sir but there is no fuck in chocolate.". "EXACTLY!" exclaims the soda jerk "that’s what I have been trying to tell you. There is no fucking chocolate!".
A little boy walks into a malt shop and asks for a cone with 2 scoops of chocolate icecream. The soda jerk behind the counter says " I am sorry but we are out of chocolate.". the boy pauses for a moment and the asks for a cone with one scoop of chocolate icecream. Again the soda jerk replies " I am sorry but we are out of chocolate.". undeterred the boy asks for a sunday with whip cream, a cherry, peanuts, hot fudge, and one scoop of chocolate icecream. Once more the soda jerk replies " I am sorry but we are out of chocolate.". then before the boy could ask for something else the soda jerk adds " it looks like we are having a communication problem. You look like a smart kid so let me see if we can work this out. Spell "van" in vanalia. To this the boy responds "V A N." "correct" says the soda jerk "try this spell "straw" in strawberry." So the boy says "S T R A W.". again the soda jerk says correct "now try spelling fuck in chocolate." After a brief pause the boy replies a little hesitantly "im sorry sir but there is no fuck in chocolate.". "EXACTLY!" exclaims the soda jerk "that’s what I have been trying to tell you. There is no fucking chocolate!".
Friday, February 17, 2006
He who has all the gold toys makes the rules
There is an old saying that the true golden rule is "he who has all the gold makes the rules" that only really applies if you care about the gold. Personally I think gold is overrated but I understand the sentiment. If someone has what you want then they can control what you do and how you do it. In my case its about toys but the good thing with my love being toys is that the rules are defined and set all I need is … well……gold…. so I guess gold has some value to me but I have enough for the toys I want so we are all good. I received my new laptop the other day and have been busy busy getting it set the way I want. It will still take me a few more days to get it all worked out the way I want it to be but that’s just because it is new hardware and it is fun to play with it to see how I can make it sit up and sing for me.
Quick specs
Everything else is pretty standard
The worst part about a machine like this is that it cost me more in one chunk then I paid for my car over the last 12 months. But I figure since it is a laptop that I can't piece it together over time like a desktop so I had to get most of what I wanted for 2 to 3 years upfront. I have it running win 2k3 + winXP I got visual studio on it also and it is FAST FAST FAST. It is the fastest bit of kit I have ever bought in one piece in my life.
Quick specs
- Intel core duo 2.0g processor
- 17" wuxga screen
- 2g of ram
- nvidia geForce 7800 GO w/256m of ram on the video card
- (and this is not shared ram with the system it is dedicated ram for the video card
- 60g SATA 7200 RPM HD
- (yes it’s a little small I will upgrade that part)
Everything else is pretty standard
- WIFI a/b/g
- Bluetooth
- 9 cell bat
- 3 year accidental damage + service
The worst part about a machine like this is that it cost me more in one chunk then I paid for my car over the last 12 months. But I figure since it is a laptop that I can't piece it together over time like a desktop so I had to get most of what I wanted for 2 to 3 years upfront. I have it running win 2k3 + winXP I got visual studio on it also and it is FAST FAST FAST. It is the fastest bit of kit I have ever bought in one piece in my life.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
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Wednesday, February 01, 2006
The problem with Vernacular
There is a story that I will paraphrase because if I quote it I will get it wrong. In the story of the tower of babble the people all spoke the same language and decided to build a tower to reach god (one interesting note is that this story lives in almost all major religions in some form). God didnt like this and struck down the tower and spread the people across the land. He then also broke up the languages so that there could be no inter communication and there by be no where enough cooperation for a second tower to be built. That is just the general idea of the story since I have not read it in more years then my son has been alive. And today it struck me how much that story relates to things I do everyday. I have spent a lot of time the last two months talking to all sorts of people at all sorts of level about what it is I do. When my son asks what I do at work all day I tell him I make websites for people so they can send there girlfriends flowers (he thinks girls are fine but girl FRIENDS are gross). Because that is what I do and that is his vernacular, he can grasp it at that level. When I try to explain to others what I do it is a little harder. If I start throwing out terms like a bad mama jama and bust out with the PR, TR, backlinks, anchortext, CSS (or ccs as my boss will call it more often then not), load speed, page size, PPC, SEO, natural SEO, SEM, click through, keywords, metaanything, or even just html most people, even if they know the terms, will have to take time to process what I am saying and translate it into a concept they have a firmer grasp on. That is all well and good if people were like my crappy mac which will pause noticeably when it is thinking and processing. People don’t so I don’t know when to stop my diatribe and let them process. But if I do the upfront translation for them and then spit it out in there on vernacular then they don’t have that processing time and I can go ahead at full steam and never break the pipe. When I did sales I hadn’t thought through this whole concept even I was haphazardly creating the ground work for this idea. When I was in sales and still many people in sales refer to something called the golden connection. The golden connection is simply a place that you and the mark customer can have a common connection. If they have a dog I have a dog, if they have a fear of tech I only use this hunk of junk because my boss makes me, if they have kids I live with a woman that has kids and although they are not my own I love them as if they were and am looking forward to having my own one day soon. It is a place where they can say this guy is like me and since he likes what he is doing then it must be ok. It really breaks down the communication bearer between the sales person and the mark customer. Taking that to a higher level I would notice that when I was in a region for a few days I would actively work on picking up there local phrases and dialect so by the end of the week in any location I sounded local. It was funny I would even do it on the phone when I was talking to people I would start to use there phrases and speech patterns on long calls. Many people thought I was from different parts of the country all the time because of the way in which I spoke. And really it was just my sales man side kicking in. after I got sick (I might talk about that sometime in the future) I worked hard on losing all aspects of the salesman I had formed in myself. But as in the sort of the hippo its not that easy to be something you are not. I am a sales man and I am finding that part of what that means is picking up on the vernacular of the person I am speaking to and then rephrasing what I am trying to communicate to them in that vernacular. One current example is when I talk about SEO and all of its scary associated terms I am starting to rephrase it in more accepted marketing speak so as to not get that disconnect and to be better able to phrase my thoughts in a way that will fit in better to others. Its noticeable who much better my ideas are understood when I use there terms I think it does two main things one I have rambled on about for the last few to many lines and the other is it gives me my own TR for that topic. People like to talk to like minded people and if I use there vernacular then I must have something in common with them, again the golden connection, and if they don’t have to process the idea into there own thoughts and patterns as well as feeling that we are like minded people then im in like flin as it were. The problem with all of this is that it takes time and I have to balance the translation step with getting the idea out in a timely fashion but as I actively do it more and more it will again become a part of who I am and I will not have to spend the active clock cycles to process it. Now I am back to the salt mines. Someone told me yesterday to not talk it all so serious its only flowers. Well that’s true it is only flowers but they still have thorns and thorns hurt no matter how pretty the flower attached to it is.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
today is the day of ASS
Today is just on of those days when I am feeling a little off. I was looking in on my favorite florists online blog and I found a blog post about ass. It is just funny to me and I thought I would point it out. Ok now I will grow up and go on back to my normal day work.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Helping out a friend
I have a friend of mine who is trying to get there fund raiser going. In the spirit of friendship I have agreed to post a link to there blog post about the fund raiser.
I will post more of my usual drivel in the next few days I have been very busy on some groovy kewl new things.
Fund Raiser Link
I will post more of my usual drivel in the next few days I have been very busy on some groovy kewl new things.
Fund Raiser Link