
This is my horn.
I apologize in advance. Time for some shameless self promotion personal branding lame linking to myself spreading of the word. My word. The word about me. I’m no Dean Karnazes and I never will be because I have too much shameless and not enough promotion. Perhaps that’s not the only thing separating me and Dean, but that’s not important.
1. I tweet, twitter, and twat but I do not twist every word into a blue bird pun. I twomise.
2. You can like me. Officially. Publicly. On FaceBook.
3. I can be delivered right to your door. Like pizza. Assuming your door is an inbox. And the pizza is an email notification. So nothing like pizza delivery. Lower your expectations accordingly. In the right hand column is a box. Type in your email. Press sign me up. I never see your address. It’s anonymous. Or I’m just not savvy enough to know or care where to look.
4. If you use a news reader you can subscribe to my web feed. I’m not sure how to do this. Maybe someone else can tell you. I have a little gadget on my iPod that allows me to type in the URL and new posts magically appear on my wee screen. Good for readin’ not so good for replyin’.
Hey, it could be worse. At least I’m not I’m resorting to a GIVE IT AWAY GIVE IT AWAY GIVEAWAY contest with the worst assortment of prizes you could ever hope to win to garner attention. I’m fishing for attention the old fashion way. Through social media.
Title: Destiny’s Child – Say My Name. 2000.