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Get your “Marketing + Mish Mosh (Oh no!)” Newspaper Here! (Yep, a paper)

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A quick post (don’t shake your head) — I promise, it will be short!

Since I have so much time on my hands (yeah, right), I decided to add one more item to my “to do” list.  I joined Paper.li, an online-based newspaper publishing community.  Actually, publishers like me actually copy items, like news stories and articles found on the Web to their our own “newspaper” space.  You can then share the paper via social media or by e-mail.  Depending on the focus of your newspaper (this could be anything from music to madness) readers can subscribe or simply “follow” and share what you’ve posted within it, or the entire newspaper itself, with others.

Marketing + Mish Mosh (Oh no!) focuses on my this-is-what-I-get-paid-to-do job:  Marketing — and all that relates to it.  So, this could be: client (you might call it consumer) development, media/journalism, advertising, PR, media relations — any type of promotion, including social media, etc.

Note: “Mish Mosh” covers all the extras that are usually on my mind or as a topic of conversation, like food, travel, shoes…(fair warning)  Also, I’ll only be publishing weekly (we’ll, see how that goes — a daily just isn’t possible).

So, jump online (actually, if you’re reading this, you’re already online), click on the linked name below, it’s free!  Please bookmark and share with anyone who might consider themselves “marketers”, “communicators” or, if they’re simply curious:

Marketing + Mish Mosh (Oh no!)

Focus: Marketing, and then a whole bunch of other stuff related to communications...and mish mosh.

Focus: Marketing, and then a whole bunch of other stuff related to communications…and mish mosh.

Thanks!
Brainy Pint Sizer

Group therapy may be on the agenda…Is there such a thing as SMA: Social Media Anonymous?

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I had to write this post.  I don’t usually make more than two blog posts in a week, but this is too important.

On Thursday night, I called my soon-to-be-graduating-from-college cousin*, who’s young enough to be my child (*stifling the sobs*) — so she’s that generation we’re always talking about in the press…you know, Gen Y — the ones who “friend” their colleagues/co-workers on Facebook (bad idea)…the ones who expect a ”work-life” balance (really?)…and the ones who are more open about all things to do with their lives than an open book (not kidding).  After our call, I was supposed to do something simple: Go to bed.

Hours later, that’s just what I did.

There are too many distractions!

See, I’m from a generation who knows what it’s like to have one television channel.  (I’m not from these parts originally.)  I also know what it’s like to have only a handful of radio stations.  And since I’m on a roll, I also know what it’s like to only have access to recorded music using records, a.k.a vinyl, and a record player — yep, a record player with two speeds:  33 1/3 (thirty-three and a third) and 45 (forty-five).  I also know what it’s like to be overjoyed when my uncle, a.k.a. “Car Collector” (from the Southern Branch of La Familia) would play his 8-Tracks.  (If you’re reading this and wondering what the heck is an 8-Track and how it works…do a search on Google – and when you’re done, submit a message to this blog in 140 characters or less on the wonders of 8-Track…The best creative submission wins a featured profile written by yours truly on this Brainy blog.  You’re a star in the making, yes you are…)

So, where was I?  Yes, distractions.  Life was so simple way, way, wayyyyyyy back when.  H*ll, life was so simple only 20 years ago when the Internet was nothing  like it is today.  Now…

  • I’m on the BlackBerry
  • I’m on my laptop (and I also have a desktop)
  • I’m reading my Nook

I’ve been late to work because I left my BlackBerry at home and returned to retrieve it (I’ve done the same thing when I’ve left it at the office–walking all the way back from Grand Central Terminal).  It’s like an appendage.  I’m in a stomach-churning panic if I don’t have it on me.  I’m not kidding.  My life is on that 2″ by 1-1/2″ electronic device.  I have notes.  I use the calendar to keep track of where I need to be and when.  I use the task feature.  My e-mails are routed to the thing.  I have my music.  I have pictures, videos.  (BTW, I also write things down on paper, so again, this O.C.D. thing is a real problem.)

I was up until 3:00 a.m….

  • Writing a blog post
  • Surfing the Web (for God knows what — just stuff)
  • Reading blog posts from those who I follow
  • Texting
  • Tweeting (not only from the BlackBerry but also from the laptop)
  • Listening to music on the CD player
  • Watching television (CNN, BBC, Boomer & Carton, etc., etc.)

My eyes were burning when I woke up 4 1/2 hours later.

Group therapy may be on the agenda…Is there such a thing as SMA: Social Media Anonymous?

C’mon!  I know I’m not the only one tied to electronic devices!  I guess I’m not too bad because I don’t own an iPod or an iPad and I’m not on Facebook (If you fainted, I hope you’re not alone so someone can call 911 — yep, I’m standing firm on those three).

So, fess up, come clean, tell me:  Are you too plugged in?  (Don’t worry, only you and I and like a dozen people who read this blog would know.)

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Oh sh*t!  I totally forgot I had chai tea brewing on the stove (of course, while I’m typing this blog post) and the d*mn thing boiled over!…Oh great.

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*My cousin is on the hunt for a full-time job.  Please, if anyone has any leads, let me know.  She’s a Communications major, has interned at great places, and not only is she in school, she has two jobs.  (She’s got West Indian blood in her.  Remember “In Living Color” here and here?)  So, entry-level, an “assistant” or “junior coordinator” position in media/communications/PR in NYC — preferably — or DC would be perfect.  BTW, I’ll warn you now: If you contact me with leads and I don’t know you–know you, you will be checked out.  I have lots of ways of doing so, and I also know people who know many in law enforcement.  So, don’t be someone looking for fame.  You’ll regret it.  She’s my cousin and anyone who knows me, knows one thing: Don’t mess with me.  Don’t mess with my family.  Truth.

My Laptop: My Downfall