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#jeudiconfession
One of the songs in my iPod/iPhone is Hips don't lie.
I've imagined me dancing like Shakira once or twice.
And that's all I know from her. And the waka-waka stuff.
jeudi, octobre 18
mercredi, octobre 17
#SMCSFBlogOff - Today it's day 10th!
And I'm still blogging!!!!!
Woooahh!
I got get myself a special gift if I continue.
Twenty more days to go. Keep my mind working and my fingers typing.
Is this post useful?
No.
Did I need ot post it?
No.
Do I mind this situation?
Not at all.
I wrote before, I'm getting sort of a compulsory blogger with this contest. Maybe I'll get addict and will continue blogging everyday after the contest.
If I'm not wrong science says that to get used to something humans have to repeat the activity 24 times.
If I do it 30 times, I'll be more than used to blog!
(Nuts, I know. I should change the name of the blog, stop calling me Le Manchot and become a Nut. I have to tell the story behind the Manchot one of these days. An idea for a post for the contest!)
Woooahh!
I got get myself a special gift if I continue.
Twenty more days to go. Keep my mind working and my fingers typing.
Is this post useful?
No.
Did I need ot post it?
No.
Do I mind this situation?
Not at all.
I wrote before, I'm getting sort of a compulsory blogger with this contest. Maybe I'll get addict and will continue blogging everyday after the contest.
If I'm not wrong science says that to get used to something humans have to repeat the activity 24 times.
If I do it 30 times, I'll be more than used to blog!
(Nuts, I know. I should change the name of the blog, stop calling me Le Manchot and become a Nut. I have to tell the story behind the Manchot one of these days. An idea for a post for the contest!)
#SMCSFBlogOff - I'll have lunch tomorrow night!
Not exactly.
I'll be chez Miss Lunch for her book signing tomorrow evening.
Who's Miss Lunch? The gal who conceived, imagined, created the Lunch in the loft in Paris.
You book a date through her website, you tell her what you don't eat at all and when the day comes you just go to her place to have a wonderful surprising meal surrounded by other people that you don't know but will get to know during this lunch time.
I haven't tried yet. I'm more enclined to try one of the cooking classes.
Got to organize this!
I don't promiss I'll livetweet the book signing as I'm not sure of when I'll get there. At least a little tweet I'll drop from there.
Do you cook/take cooking classes?
And to stay in the South Florida air: which kind of cooking classes can we take in South Florida? Any ideas, advices?
I'll be chez Miss Lunch for her book signing tomorrow evening.
Who's Miss Lunch? The gal who conceived, imagined, created the Lunch in the loft in Paris.
You book a date through her website, you tell her what you don't eat at all and when the day comes you just go to her place to have a wonderful surprising meal surrounded by other people that you don't know but will get to know during this lunch time.
I haven't tried yet. I'm more enclined to try one of the cooking classes.
Got to organize this!
I don't promiss I'll livetweet the book signing as I'm not sure of when I'll get there. At least a little tweet I'll drop from there.
Do you cook/take cooking classes?
And to stay in the South Florida air: which kind of cooking classes can we take in South Florida? Any ideas, advices?
#SMCSFBlogOff - Climbing to the stars
Or the heights of mind.
I take yôga classes, well, it isn't only yôga it is a method which comes from ancient yôga from 5.000 years ago first started by Shiva and developed and codified in the 20th century (I prefer decoded if this word exists) by a Master.
I feel better, I sleep better, have less back ache when I wake up in the morning.
And we got social. We do social yôga.
If you organize yourself with the teachers, if you practice a little bit in one of the clubs/schools, it is possible to take classes through Skype.
Last time we in Paris had a colleague practicing with us from Switzerland.
We are also social yôga because we exchange quite a lot through Facebook - mainly through this tool. But the teams of teachers from this method in many different countries also blog, as well as the Maître.
We organize meetings, we keep each other posted about novelties, contests and whatsoever through our private group on FB.
This media allow us to communicate with people that we normallly don't meet, like I go to classes certain days of the week, and almost never meet some people who only go the days I don't go.
We share websites, feelings, ideas.
It's another way to put this people together.
There's no special intention to create any kind of emulation or energy. It's just another tool to communicate. At the end we happen to exchange propably more than the initial intention of the group.
We are living in a social era. Some people say business is social, but sport is getting social, cooking is getting social, working is getting social.
From collaborative tools we are getting to a social level and we are really working together while socializing.
There are many tools, and many more will appear.
I'm trying to figure out which tool will replace Twitter within 4 years.
Any thoughts?
I take yôga classes, well, it isn't only yôga it is a method which comes from ancient yôga from 5.000 years ago first started by Shiva and developed and codified in the 20th century (I prefer decoded if this word exists) by a Master.
I feel better, I sleep better, have less back ache when I wake up in the morning.
And we got social. We do social yôga.
If you organize yourself with the teachers, if you practice a little bit in one of the clubs/schools, it is possible to take classes through Skype.
Last time we in Paris had a colleague practicing with us from Switzerland.
We are also social yôga because we exchange quite a lot through Facebook - mainly through this tool. But the teams of teachers from this method in many different countries also blog, as well as the Maître.
We organize meetings, we keep each other posted about novelties, contests and whatsoever through our private group on FB.
This media allow us to communicate with people that we normallly don't meet, like I go to classes certain days of the week, and almost never meet some people who only go the days I don't go.
We share websites, feelings, ideas.
It's another way to put this people together.
There's no special intention to create any kind of emulation or energy. It's just another tool to communicate. At the end we happen to exchange propably more than the initial intention of the group.
We are living in a social era. Some people say business is social, but sport is getting social, cooking is getting social, working is getting social.
From collaborative tools we are getting to a social level and we are really working together while socializing.
There are many tools, and many more will appear.
I'm trying to figure out which tool will replace Twitter within 4 years.
Any thoughts?
mardi, octobre 16
#SMCSFBlogOff - A techie who isn't one
I had a problem with a tooth. I took a picture and wanted to mail it to my dentist before taking an appointement. To know if it was urgent and go see him in the same day or if it could wait a little while.
He has a bright and quite brand new equiped place. So many new tools. A 23rd century dentist chair. X-Ray right to his computer by the chair. He is linked to earth's womb and the skyes of science.
But no email in this place.
So I had to go there on the same day I called. The assistant said she'd ask the dentist, Doc, when I could go and she'd call me back.
My dentist used to have an assistant who seemed to come directly from the army. Well I was quite sure about it. We were some who didn't dare not to agree with her, not answer her questions right after she asked them. Yes M'dam!
Then he got a new assistant. She comes from the French Antilles (I can't get used to French West Indies in english).
She has a nonchalant way of talking: Cabinet médical du Doc The Dentist bonnnjouuuurrrrrrrrrr
At first I was surprised. French people are so directive and harsh sometimes. Many times.
Then something started happening: I got to Elisabeth's - this is her name - rythm.
Bonjouuuurrrrrrrrrrr Elisabeeeeeeeeth, comment allez-vouuuuuuuus? I have a proooooblem I neeeeeed to see Doc soooooon I thiiiink. It dooooesn't huuuuuuuurt but it coooould.
My brazilian accent which isn't very strong when I speak french rushes out from my most inner me. Eventhough she is not brazilian.
She is from the Islands.
When I'm at the dentist I'm in fact somewhere in the middle of the Tropics. They just need to get some coconut tree and put in the the waiting room and it will do it. There's already this waaaaaarm welcoming.
She knows my name. She knows by the sound of my voice who I am. When I call before I announce myself, before telling my name, if I speak for a little while she'd say bieeeeeeen sûûûûr Mademoiselle Le Maaaaaaanchoooooot.
And we get to the butcher's part, I mean the dentist part.
Surprisingly enough - or not? - he also got her rythm.
He says Oooopeeeen your mouthththththth. Don't close your iiiiiiiiiit yyyyyyyyet.
He says this specially when you've been there like 50 hours with your mouth wide open that your jaws got dislocated and you can't do any other movement.
At least he's not the kind of dentist who likes to talk to you and ask you questions while you can't answer.
Usually he hums some songs.
Yesterday it was the best day ever: there was my poor self lying there trying to think of something nice in order to forget that I was going ot leave my mouth and heart and soul and brains at the dentist's facility. I was trying to watch the documentary on the screen above the chair but it was a National Geographic one, one about Africa and I could see crocodiles ready to get a prey. I stopped watching, I could jump in surprise and...
The radio was on, we could hear it from far away.
Doc hummed a song in some kind of a classical style and rythm. Not what we were listening to.
The next song was a bit more of an "awaken" one. He stopped. I could then see Elisabeeeeeeth in my field of vision moving her body like as if... she was dancing! I imagine her smile behind the mask.
OMG!
Please Heaven do that Doc doesn't dance either. Specially when he has that thingy ruiwuiwuiwuiruiwruiw torture object in his hands.
My problem could have waited a few days to be solved/treated.
He probably could have tell me if he'd seen the pic that I was planning to mail him. A high tech dentist with no communication technology in his medical office.
And above all noone has the same rythm as Elisabeeeeeeeeeeeeth.
He has a bright and quite brand new equiped place. So many new tools. A 23rd century dentist chair. X-Ray right to his computer by the chair. He is linked to earth's womb and the skyes of science.
But no email in this place.
So I had to go there on the same day I called. The assistant said she'd ask the dentist, Doc, when I could go and she'd call me back.
My dentist used to have an assistant who seemed to come directly from the army. Well I was quite sure about it. We were some who didn't dare not to agree with her, not answer her questions right after she asked them. Yes M'dam!
Then he got a new assistant. She comes from the French Antilles (I can't get used to French West Indies in english).
She has a nonchalant way of talking: Cabinet médical du Doc The Dentist bonnnjouuuurrrrrrrrrr
At first I was surprised. French people are so directive and harsh sometimes. Many times.
Then something started happening: I got to Elisabeth's - this is her name - rythm.
Bonjouuuurrrrrrrrrrr Elisabeeeeeeeeth, comment allez-vouuuuuuuus? I have a proooooblem I neeeeeed to see Doc soooooon I thiiiink. It dooooesn't huuuuuuuurt but it coooould.
My brazilian accent which isn't very strong when I speak french rushes out from my most inner me. Eventhough she is not brazilian.
She is from the Islands.
When I'm at the dentist I'm in fact somewhere in the middle of the Tropics. They just need to get some coconut tree and put in the the waiting room and it will do it. There's already this waaaaaarm welcoming.
She knows my name. She knows by the sound of my voice who I am. When I call before I announce myself, before telling my name, if I speak for a little while she'd say bieeeeeeen sûûûûr Mademoiselle Le Maaaaaaanchoooooot.
And we get to the butcher's part, I mean the dentist part.
Surprisingly enough - or not? - he also got her rythm.
He says Oooopeeeen your mouthththththth. Don't close your iiiiiiiiiit yyyyyyyyet.
He says this specially when you've been there like 50 hours with your mouth wide open that your jaws got dislocated and you can't do any other movement.
At least he's not the kind of dentist who likes to talk to you and ask you questions while you can't answer.
Usually he hums some songs.
Yesterday it was the best day ever: there was my poor self lying there trying to think of something nice in order to forget that I was going ot leave my mouth and heart and soul and brains at the dentist's facility. I was trying to watch the documentary on the screen above the chair but it was a National Geographic one, one about Africa and I could see crocodiles ready to get a prey. I stopped watching, I could jump in surprise and...
The radio was on, we could hear it from far away.
Doc hummed a song in some kind of a classical style and rythm. Not what we were listening to.
The next song was a bit more of an "awaken" one. He stopped. I could then see Elisabeeeeeeth in my field of vision moving her body like as if... she was dancing! I imagine her smile behind the mask.
OMG!
Please Heaven do that Doc doesn't dance either. Specially when he has that thingy ruiwuiwuiwuiruiwruiw torture object in his hands.
My problem could have waited a few days to be solved/treated.
He probably could have tell me if he'd seen the pic that I was planning to mail him. A high tech dentist with no communication technology in his medical office.
And above all noone has the same rythm as Elisabeeeeeeeeeeeeth.
lundi, octobre 15
#SMCSFBlogOff - Travelling to the US
One thing that is occuring with me during this blog contest: I'm discovering a new whole lot of bloggers, all North Americans - or at least people living in the US - bloggers that I don't know. These people are most probably from Florida. Or live in Florida.
I haven't been to Florida.
Seems to be a nice spot.
I want to go to the Keys.
To the Everglades.
To Cape Canaveral.
I want to meet the Experts and Horatio's crime scenes in the streets of Miami.
I want to go to Tampa - well, you know, Magic Mike didn't move to Miami at the end of the movie. If I want to have the chance to see his a..... ahem I mean his nice recycled furniture I have to go to Tampa.
Sorry, I'll be back. I'll go there check airplane fares and be back soon.
In the meantime: if you're not from Florida, where have you been in the States? How about... Paris/Texas?
I haven't been to Florida.
Seems to be a nice spot.
I want to go to the Keys.
To the Everglades.
To Cape Canaveral.
I want to meet the Experts and Horatio's crime scenes in the streets of Miami.
I want to go to Tampa - well, you know, Magic Mike didn't move to Miami at the end of the movie. If I want to have the chance to see his a..... ahem I mean his nice recycled furniture I have to go to Tampa.
Sorry, I'll be back. I'll go there check airplane fares and be back soon.
In the meantime: if you're not from Florida, where have you been in the States? How about... Paris/Texas?
dimanche, octobre 14
I'm a digital immigrant but not only
#SMCSFBlogOff
I don't remember when I learned this expression but I've been talking about it a lot lately.
I spend my day - and sometimes part of the night - online. I work online. And from time to time I take a peek to my personal cell phone to check what's going on (mostly emails, Twitter, Facebook and Instagram).
I first started using computers when I got in France ages ago, last century, on the mid 90's. I din't have a personal computer but I loved to search for anything on the library's catalog because thé catalog was online. I felt then like a techie because I was an expert of book search at the BPI (Bibliothèque Publique d'Information at Centre Georges Pompidou). I'd explain to other people how to search for a book from once in a while.
Than came the time of the Internet. I met the Internet at an intership in 96 where I was at the organization committee of a multimedia festival for art and heritage. On the first edition we organized a show of museums websites. We built our catalog and during the professional conferences days there was a free access computer where people could go surf the websites.
After that I got my first private and personal email address in 97. I Knesset I was lost for thecnology when I met the meme of the epoc: you know you're an Internet addict when you get home and you check first your emails than you answering machine.
I worked at an office in 99 where having a professional email from the office was something special and meant power. I only had my direct line there and I got Internet access like after 6 months I was working there but no professional email address.
People felt powerful, those who had the email address at work. but they didn't have at home and some where pissed of to know that I the little thingy that worked there had my own private email address.
Yup.
Now on Twitter we are talking about à new kind of people. It's not linked to à generation but to one's multiple lifes. You can read on people's profiles: I'm a worker / skateboarder / oncle / Tv show lover / cat feeder / grandmom's walker etc.
I'm going to go straight away update my Twitter profile: no more comma. Vivat the slashes!
Today, it's easier to "talk" to me by email than by phone. Well, it is also because I worked for a few years on the phone, first on a hotline for an Internet provider, than for an insurance/assistance company.
I have 2 blogs (I closed the 3rd one), a Facebook page, 3 twitter accounts (for different purposes, and they may go with a specific blog), I'm Pinterest, Instagram, Fancy, Foodreporter, Foursquare, just got to Path, LinkedIn, Viadeo, Xing, I have a G+ profile but I haven't managed yet to stick to it, I'm leaving my orkut page die, lost my Multiply page and some others that' I don't remember.
In other words I'm always online.
Then I think of my godson, who is 4 years old. He should be a digital native but his not. Or not yet.
His parents don't want to see him too early with a tablet. They don't have a smartphone they have a simple cell phone, you know, those phones of 5-6 years ago, with which you could only... call people and send SMS. They have a computer, one for both gown-ups.
I understand the parents. But I still think it is awkward. We should live with our time. He should live with his time.
Or not?
I don't remember when I learned this expression but I've been talking about it a lot lately.
I spend my day - and sometimes part of the night - online. I work online. And from time to time I take a peek to my personal cell phone to check what's going on (mostly emails, Twitter, Facebook and Instagram).
I first started using computers when I got in France ages ago, last century, on the mid 90's. I din't have a personal computer but I loved to search for anything on the library's catalog because thé catalog was online. I felt then like a techie because I was an expert of book search at the BPI (Bibliothèque Publique d'Information at Centre Georges Pompidou). I'd explain to other people how to search for a book from once in a while.
Than came the time of the Internet. I met the Internet at an intership in 96 where I was at the organization committee of a multimedia festival for art and heritage. On the first edition we organized a show of museums websites. We built our catalog and during the professional conferences days there was a free access computer where people could go surf the websites.
After that I got my first private and personal email address in 97. I Knesset I was lost for thecnology when I met the meme of the epoc: you know you're an Internet addict when you get home and you check first your emails than you answering machine.
I worked at an office in 99 where having a professional email from the office was something special and meant power. I only had my direct line there and I got Internet access like after 6 months I was working there but no professional email address.
People felt powerful, those who had the email address at work. but they didn't have at home and some where pissed of to know that I the little thingy that worked there had my own private email address.
Yup.
Now on Twitter we are talking about à new kind of people. It's not linked to à generation but to one's multiple lifes. You can read on people's profiles: I'm a worker / skateboarder / oncle / Tv show lover / cat feeder / grandmom's walker etc.
I'm going to go straight away update my Twitter profile: no more comma. Vivat the slashes!
Today, it's easier to "talk" to me by email than by phone. Well, it is also because I worked for a few years on the phone, first on a hotline for an Internet provider, than for an insurance/assistance company.
I have 2 blogs (I closed the 3rd one), a Facebook page, 3 twitter accounts (for different purposes, and they may go with a specific blog), I'm Pinterest, Instagram, Fancy, Foodreporter, Foursquare, just got to Path, LinkedIn, Viadeo, Xing, I have a G+ profile but I haven't managed yet to stick to it, I'm leaving my orkut page die, lost my Multiply page and some others that' I don't remember.
In other words I'm always online.
Then I think of my godson, who is 4 years old. He should be a digital native but his not. Or not yet.
His parents don't want to see him too early with a tablet. They don't have a smartphone they have a simple cell phone, you know, those phones of 5-6 years ago, with which you could only... call people and send SMS. They have a computer, one for both gown-ups.
I understand the parents. But I still think it is awkward. We should live with our time. He should live with his time.
Or not?
samedi, octobre 13
Ten Guilty Pleasures
#SMCSFBlogOff
I got the idea to write this post through one of the links given by Alex for inspire people for this challenge.
The problem is, while I write these lines, I can only think of one guilty pleasure. Maybe two.
- Milk chocolate. Or swiss milk chocolate. Goddam this is so good. Yeah you can tell me it isnt real chocolate. I didn't say I like real chocolate. I said I like milk chocolate
- french pastries - fraisier is my favorite
(my pic, fraisier from a tea afternoon at Carette)
followed really close by the tartelette au citron
(not my pic. Thanks Mr Google - I didn't note from which website I took this pictore. If the owner comes her,e please let me know and I'll add the credits)
- Hershey, the original.
Found 3. Yeay!
Will come back if I find 7 others.
Can you tell your ten guilty pleasures?
PS: This post could be a #thursdayconfession but today is a satuday. So let's say it is a #saturdayconfession
I got the idea to write this post through one of the links given by Alex for inspire people for this challenge.
The problem is, while I write these lines, I can only think of one guilty pleasure. Maybe two.
- Milk chocolate. Or swiss milk chocolate. Goddam this is so good. Yeah you can tell me it isnt real chocolate. I didn't say I like real chocolate. I said I like milk chocolate
- french pastries - fraisier is my favorite
(my pic, fraisier from a tea afternoon at Carette)
followed really close by the tartelette au citron
(not my pic. Thanks Mr Google - I didn't note from which website I took this pictore. If the owner comes her,e please let me know and I'll add the credits)
- Hershey, the original.
Found 3. Yeay!
Will come back if I find 7 others.
Can you tell your ten guilty pleasures?
PS: This post could be a #thursdayconfession but today is a satuday. So let's say it is a #saturdayconfession
vendredi, octobre 12
I've got an e-reputation to maintain
#SMCSFBlogOff
IRL there are people who steal other people's identity. For fun or for devilish actions.
We take care with ID cards and passports (I do. Do you?).
But do we take care with out online identity?
This issue can happen in different ways. Someone can sign for an online service using your name. They can get your details to steal your money or delete all your stuff (it happened recently). I'm not talking about having a strong password eventhough this is important too.
We are anonymous people* and hackers won't look specially for us. However if our accounts are vulnerable they won't miss the opporunity to hack us.
*(hi! For those who arrived here with this key word, I'm talking about unfamous people, the contrary of celebrity)
But what if you are famous?
During the soirée for breast cancer awareness two nights ago we tweeted using one of the godmothers' account so people get to follow her too.
Today the community manager of this french celebrity Tv show tweeted to tell us that she doesn't have a Twitter account.
Rha! She got hacked and her staff weren't digitally aware or taking care of her image.
She is lucky that her fake Twitter account isn't being used for posting porn or something worst.
Brazil's president has a Twitter account too. An official account and a fake account. Her fake account is by far more famous and funny and close to a sort of reality - her everyday reality - like people behind this account tweeting during their lunch break as if she was in her break too.
The fake Elizabeth II tiwitter acocunt is funny too. I must remember to shape up my slang habitliies (british or american or whatsoever).
Digital awareness about oneself.
I have a Google alarm on my name.
In the company I work I know my colleagues created the CEO's and other top management twitter accounts to avoid this to happen. And if one day they decide to use their accounts to communicate they will be the owenr of their accounts (well, the company).
And you do you watch yourself on the Internet?
IRL there are people who steal other people's identity. For fun or for devilish actions.
We take care with ID cards and passports (I do. Do you?).
But do we take care with out online identity?
This issue can happen in different ways. Someone can sign for an online service using your name. They can get your details to steal your money or delete all your stuff (it happened recently). I'm not talking about having a strong password eventhough this is important too.
We are anonymous people* and hackers won't look specially for us. However if our accounts are vulnerable they won't miss the opporunity to hack us.
*(hi! For those who arrived here with this key word, I'm talking about unfamous people, the contrary of celebrity)
But what if you are famous?
During the soirée for breast cancer awareness two nights ago we tweeted using one of the godmothers' account so people get to follow her too.
Today the community manager of this french celebrity Tv show tweeted to tell us that she doesn't have a Twitter account.
Rha! She got hacked and her staff weren't digitally aware or taking care of her image.
She is lucky that her fake Twitter account isn't being used for posting porn or something worst.
Brazil's president has a Twitter account too. An official account and a fake account. Her fake account is by far more famous and funny and close to a sort of reality - her everyday reality - like people behind this account tweeting during their lunch break as if she was in her break too.
The fake Elizabeth II tiwitter acocunt is funny too. I must remember to shape up my slang habitliies (british or american or whatsoever).
Digital awareness about oneself.
I have a Google alarm on my name.
In the company I work I know my colleagues created the CEO's and other top management twitter accounts to avoid this to happen. And if one day they decide to use their accounts to communicate they will be the owenr of their accounts (well, the company).
And you do you watch yourself on the Internet?
#SMCSFBlogOff - The bloggers!
I totally forgot to post a link to a post which lists the names and links of who's blogging in this 30 day blog contest: 30 day bloggers
I should add nuts as my second name: if you understood the hashtag it means Social Media Club South Florida Blog Off.
Most people taking part in this contest are people from Florida, who are members of SMCSF and meet once in a while to network, work and be there!
And you find a little alien from overseas who said Me Me Me! I want to blog with you!
I've done some collective blogging before, we all blog about the same subject on the same day,n mostly with brazilians. This is the first time that I get to blog everyday.
It will become a traumatism. Sure! I'll dream, eat, drink breath blogging!
I've been to some of the listed blogs below and I can tell you there are lots of interesting and funny and smart people in this www of ours - wild wild web.
I wish I'll meet them all or some of them one day.
Promis dear co-blogging freinds, I'll try to leave at least a comment when it is possible.
Enjoy your reading!
http://heartsdesireintl.com
http://themarkethacker.com
http://marcenriquez.com/blog
http://vizred.com/blog
http://tonyvainosky.com
http://theaublog.wordpress.com/
http://nonseafoodeats.wordpress.com/
http://flamingolips.com
http://www.mynameisnotlisa.com
http://SeymourResults.com
http://alexdc.org
http://bohemianbabushka.blogspot.com/
http://www.underwaterportraitphotography.blogspot.com/
http://le-manchot.blogspot.fr/
http://theinnovativeconsultant.com
http://www.waxcom.com/impressions/
http://tatianacast.com/category/blog/
http://www.smallbizninja.com/
http://bluecompassmarketing.wordpress.com
http://amaroedolce.wordpress.com
http://tacotamer.com/
http://andreinthetropics.wordpress.com/
http://westcoconutgrovecrimewatch.tumblr.com/
http://thepassionistablog.wordpress.com/
http://debracortese.com/blog/
http://shirleywilson.com/
http://marlenembryan.wordpress.com/
http://thedudeoforkut.blogspot.com
http://www.giglogo.com
http://www.yourcommercialsucks.tumblr.com
http://missionlaunch.com/frontpage
http://www.onesoulholistic.com/anahataom/blog
http://www.jessicaalexandre.com
http://www.supernerdo.net
http://huff.to/SILauR
http://freeammy.wordpress.com
Update Nov 7th: this is the bloggers list as of the beginning of October. Maybe some people are missing. If you see a missing name, just let me know and I'll add (please give the missing link too).
I should add nuts as my second name: if you understood the hashtag it means Social Media Club South Florida Blog Off.
Most people taking part in this contest are people from Florida, who are members of SMCSF and meet once in a while to network, work and be there!
And you find a little alien from overseas who said Me Me Me! I want to blog with you!
I've done some collective blogging before, we all blog about the same subject on the same day,n mostly with brazilians. This is the first time that I get to blog everyday.
It will become a traumatism. Sure! I'll dream, eat, drink breath blogging!
I've been to some of the listed blogs below and I can tell you there are lots of interesting and funny and smart people in this www of ours - wild wild web.
I wish I'll meet them all or some of them one day.
Promis dear co-blogging freinds, I'll try to leave at least a comment when it is possible.
Enjoy your reading!
http://heartsdesireintl.com
http://themarkethacker.com
http://marcenriquez.com/blog
http://vizred.com/blog
http://tonyvainosky.com
http://theaublog.wordpress.com/
http://nonseafoodeats.wordpress.com/
http://flamingolips.com
http://www.mynameisnotlisa.com
http://SeymourResults.com
http://alexdc.org
http://bohemianbabushka.blogspot.com/
http://www.underwaterportraitphotography.blogspot.com/
http://le-manchot.blogspot.fr/
http://theinnovativeconsultant.com
http://www.waxcom.com/impressions/
http://tatianacast.com/category/blog/
http://www.smallbizninja.com/
http://bluecompassmarketing.wordpress.com
http://amaroedolce.wordpress.com
http://tacotamer.com/
http://andreinthetropics.wordpress.com/
http://westcoconutgrovecrimewatch.tumblr.com/
http://thepassionistablog.wordpress.com/
http://debracortese.com/blog/
http://shirleywilson.com/
http://marlenembryan.wordpress.com/
http://thedudeoforkut.blogspot.com
http://www.giglogo.com
http://www.yourcommercialsucks.tumblr.com
http://missionlaunch.com/frontpage
http://www.onesoulholistic.com/anahataom/blog
http://www.jessicaalexandre.com
http://www.supernerdo.net
http://huff.to/SILauR
http://freeammy.wordpress.com
Update Nov 7th: this is the bloggers list as of the beginning of October. Maybe some people are missing. If you see a missing name, just let me know and I'll add (please give the missing link too).
jeudi, octobre 11
#SMCSFBlogOff #jeudiconfession Eh bin si!
I scheduled empty post to go live every day to put more pression on myself to blog.
I forgot to write that the post was thought to go with a usual french hashtag in the title which means "thursday confession".
You confess something every thrusday. I have never confessed anything before today.
I should say I confessed two things:
- I scheduled empty posts
- I'm nuts.
Night night.
I forgot to write that the post was thought to go with a usual french hashtag in the title which means "thursday confession".
You confess something every thrusday. I have never confessed anything before today.
I should say I confessed two things:
- I scheduled empty posts
- I'm nuts.
Night night.
Compulsory blogging #SMCSFBloggOff
I can't explain why but since I entered this blogging contest I feel like blogging all day long.
I can't off course as I'm supposed to work on other stuff.
I decided I want to go until the end of this contest with at least a post a day.
Can't imagine how I will succeed in doing this.
I added an extra stress for me: I scheduled a post a day until November 9th. The posts are scheduled to go live around 9 pm Paris time. The funny thing about this is that the posts have already to be written. I just prepared empty posts. To fill.
See on the image below, they're all TODO. If you click on the image you can enlarge and see the scheduled dates.
I'm thinking that I'm definately nuts. I am in fact.
I can't off course as I'm supposed to work on other stuff.
I decided I want to go until the end of this contest with at least a post a day.
Can't imagine how I will succeed in doing this.
I added an extra stress for me: I scheduled a post a day until November 9th. The posts are scheduled to go live around 9 pm Paris time. The funny thing about this is that the posts have already to be written. I just prepared empty posts. To fill.
See on the image below, they're all TODO. If you click on the image you can enlarge and see the scheduled dates.
I'm thinking that I'm definately nuts. I am in fact.
On #BCA20 and #SMCSFBlogOff
I was really happy to be at the soirée - the french leg - for breast cancer awareness.
I already wrote a post but I can't stop writing it.
The prizes for the researchers are really important they need financial help to continue their work. Thanks to them many people survived this disease and many more will.
I also felt proud to be brazilian in this night as one of the godmothers is a brazilian woman who's established in France since long ago as myself, Cristina Cordula.
I immediately linked it to a serie of posts and mostly pictures that I followed through @alexdc flickr, the Latino Heritage.
Well here in Paris we don't have this heritage (the latinos I mean latin here were others...) but we have a presence. Which is good! It will become a heritage.
On this occasion I didn't tweet much about what people were saying. But of course their speeches were important. Be followed and give the needed importance to this issue.
Prevention.
It's not the only battle we should fight for but one can't fight all at once.
See one more good point about this: more blog posts.
;-)
I already wrote a post but I can't stop writing it.
The prizes for the researchers are really important they need financial help to continue their work. Thanks to them many people survived this disease and many more will.
I also felt proud to be brazilian in this night as one of the godmothers is a brazilian woman who's established in France since long ago as myself, Cristina Cordula.
I immediately linked it to a serie of posts and mostly pictures that I followed through @alexdc flickr, the Latino Heritage.
Well here in Paris we don't have this heritage (the latinos I mean latin here were others...) but we have a presence. Which is good! It will become a heritage.
On this occasion I didn't tweet much about what people were saying. But of course their speeches were important. Be followed and give the needed importance to this issue.
Prevention.
It's not the only battle we should fight for but one can't fight all at once.
See one more good point about this: more blog posts.
;-)
mercredi, octobre 10
Blogging blogging
#SMCSFBlogOff
As soon as I got myself into trouble, in other words joining this contest, all that happens always, usually, forever and ever since I started blogging (in portuguese and in french since 2003, I have two personal blogs, this one, mostly in french and one in portuguese, "croissantland" you can have a hint on the subjet with the blog's name, a brazilian living in Paris) started : what will I be writing about?
Tons of ideas appeared. But, if I don't write then down they'll disappear.
(And with this word my brain associates the Inxs song... could become my anthem of this blogging contest!)
What I did first was to start reading the links Alex posted on the SMCSF page on Facebook: ideas of what write about, tips on blogging, etc.
Wow, I didn't even finished reading it all, that my brain was overwhelmed with ideas fusing from all sides.
I don't need really finishe reading these articles, but I may though.
One can write about everything: your breakfast, your lovelife, your no-life life, your expertise, your job, your passion be it old stamps, dinos, cars, dolls, travelling, your job.
In my opinion the important thing is to chose an editorial line (do't do like I did: there's no editorial line, or everything and anything line), make the most of your knowledge about the subject you chose, write and publish.
Of course there are things that you should do to guarantee a public. I definately don't do. I should learn one day.
What do you think?
As soon as I got myself into trouble, in other words joining this contest, all that happens always, usually, forever and ever since I started blogging (in portuguese and in french since 2003, I have two personal blogs, this one, mostly in french and one in portuguese, "croissantland" you can have a hint on the subjet with the blog's name, a brazilian living in Paris) started : what will I be writing about?
Tons of ideas appeared. But, if I don't write then down they'll disappear.
(And with this word my brain associates the Inxs song... could become my anthem of this blogging contest!)
What I did first was to start reading the links Alex posted on the SMCSF page on Facebook: ideas of what write about, tips on blogging, etc.
Wow, I didn't even finished reading it all, that my brain was overwhelmed with ideas fusing from all sides.
I don't need really finishe reading these articles, but I may though.
One can write about everything: your breakfast, your lovelife, your no-life life, your expertise, your job, your passion be it old stamps, dinos, cars, dolls, travelling, your job.
In my opinion the important thing is to chose an editorial line (do't do like I did: there's no editorial line, or everything and anything line), make the most of your knowledge about the subject you chose, write and publish.
Of course there are things that you should do to guarantee a public. I definately don't do. I should learn one day.
What do you think?
mardi, octobre 9
My next LT
#SMCSFBlogOff
I'm excited to take part at another live tweet tomorrow October 10th.
It's an event to communicate about breast cancer awareness. There will be an award giving for a photo contest and prizes for research against breast cancer.
I had always been concerned about this disease I don't why, when it started. I forwarded many many times that old powerpoint of the auto exam. I've been more concerned since a couple of years ago since I knew some people I know or met in my life were diagnozed with breast cancer. Two are safe and sound the 3rd one didn't escape the "crab" as she used to call it, the thing that took over many parts of her body.
Oh but she wasn't at all a sad person. She was that kind of person who would have said if she could during her funeral "why do you all have this funeral face?". We were sad of course for loosing such a wonderful person but we couldn't stop laughing when someone said this. She was one of the most joyful person I ever met, before being ill and as much if not more when she was ill. She had all these health problems, this "crab" eating her rom the inside, but she'd have a nice word for someone sad, a funny email or sms to send out to friends a kind of sunshine in our inboxes. I've have never heard her sad of losing her courage, eventhough I imagine it was extremely hard for her and her family.
That's why I like to think of her I like to remember her: we cannot be discouraged whatever problem we are facing, at work, financial, any problem, we have to fight, we can't give up. I won't give up. For her. In her honour.
So after all the email forwarding in the recent years now every year I try to do something on line, display the pink ribbon on my blogs (this ribbon on the right side is there since Oct 2011) or like this year I got from a friend in Brazil through Facebook a gorgeous photo of pink shoes - woah! Love it. My profil pic on FB and on Twitter for this month.
So girly and oh so girlish!
Tomorrow I'll be at the LT with some other people.
I'm sure it's going to be fun. We will probably post some silly stuff but WTF it's a party and there will be good looking people!
I'll tweet in french and in english. The hashtags are #OctRose20 (french) and #BCA20 (english).
I'm excited to take part at another live tweet tomorrow October 10th.
It's an event to communicate about breast cancer awareness. There will be an award giving for a photo contest and prizes for research against breast cancer.
I had always been concerned about this disease I don't why, when it started. I forwarded many many times that old powerpoint of the auto exam. I've been more concerned since a couple of years ago since I knew some people I know or met in my life were diagnozed with breast cancer. Two are safe and sound the 3rd one didn't escape the "crab" as she used to call it, the thing that took over many parts of her body.
Oh but she wasn't at all a sad person. She was that kind of person who would have said if she could during her funeral "why do you all have this funeral face?". We were sad of course for loosing such a wonderful person but we couldn't stop laughing when someone said this. She was one of the most joyful person I ever met, before being ill and as much if not more when she was ill. She had all these health problems, this "crab" eating her rom the inside, but she'd have a nice word for someone sad, a funny email or sms to send out to friends a kind of sunshine in our inboxes. I've have never heard her sad of losing her courage, eventhough I imagine it was extremely hard for her and her family.
That's why I like to think of her I like to remember her: we cannot be discouraged whatever problem we are facing, at work, financial, any problem, we have to fight, we can't give up. I won't give up. For her. In her honour.
So girly and oh so girlish!
Tomorrow I'll be at the LT with some other people.
I'm sure it's going to be fun. We will probably post some silly stuff but WTF it's a party and there will be good looking people!
I'll tweet in french and in english. The hashtags are #OctRose20 (french) and #BCA20 (english).
lundi, octobre 8
Blog contest - Day #1
So far so good.
I got the first post.
That was easy - I can even stop here.
But no.
Blogging blogging.
Once in a while the "why blog" question comes around. Last time I asked myself this question I almost stopped blogging. But I can't, I definately can't delete my blog. I started this one back in 2003 and since then I'm still at the same platform, now and then asking me "why blog?".
Well, blog for the fun, blog to talk to myself - while I don't talk to other people.
I certainly don't blog to get trafic or readers. I blog mostly for mee, because, deep inside myself, I like blogging.
It's as simple as that.
But, as this time I'm taking part on this contest, well, I may get new readers!
I'm also on twitter and there I tweet in portuguese, french, or english. And as here the subjects are totally and completely ecclectic.
But most of getting new readers, it's so exciting to take part in this contest!
I tld myself that if I manage to publish a post a day for the next 30 days I can do anything. I just have to stop being lazy.
It already had some results: I went jogging yesteday morning youhou I had stopped (because of lazyness) about a year ago.
Will I manage to take all these challenges at once? Who knows! Let's give it a try!
Update
PS: I'll add the hashtag #SMCSFBlogOff at the beggining of my next posts so it gets to Twitter with the right #.
I got the first post.
That was easy - I can even stop here.
But no.
Blogging blogging.
Once in a while the "why blog" question comes around. Last time I asked myself this question I almost stopped blogging. But I can't, I definately can't delete my blog. I started this one back in 2003 and since then I'm still at the same platform, now and then asking me "why blog?".
Well, blog for the fun, blog to talk to myself - while I don't talk to other people.
I certainly don't blog to get trafic or readers. I blog mostly for mee, because, deep inside myself, I like blogging.
It's as simple as that.
But, as this time I'm taking part on this contest, well, I may get new readers!
I'm also on twitter and there I tweet in portuguese, french, or english. And as here the subjects are totally and completely ecclectic.
But most of getting new readers, it's so exciting to take part in this contest!
I tld myself that if I manage to publish a post a day for the next 30 days I can do anything. I just have to stop being lazy.
It already had some results: I went jogging yesteday morning youhou I had stopped (because of lazyness) about a year ago.
Will I manage to take all these challenges at once? Who knows! Let's give it a try!
Update
PS: I'll add the hashtag #SMCSFBlogOff at the beggining of my next posts so it gets to Twitter with the right #.
vendredi, octobre 5
On va hablar english for a few days
Bon, j'ai dit il y a quelques jours que j'allais participer du contest blogger 30 jours consécutifs.
Du coup, juste à l'idée de devoir blogger pendant 30 jours je suis en train de blogger dans une sorte de stress du post blanc peut-être.
Le tag principal sera 30-day blogging challenge.
Comme l'idée a été lancée par le groupe Social Media Club South Florida, je leur ai dit que je penserai aux anglophones et publierai en anglais pour eux. Ca va être cool.
Mais là la panique est : qu'est-ce que je vais bien pouvoir raconter pendant 30 jours à raison d'un post par jour?
Je suis folle d'avoir sauté la tête la première.
L'annonce est là (il faut sans doute être connecté à Facebook) :SMCSF on Facebook
Du coup, juste à l'idée de devoir blogger pendant 30 jours je suis en train de blogger dans une sorte de stress du post blanc peut-être.
Le tag principal sera 30-day blogging challenge.
Comme l'idée a été lancée par le groupe Social Media Club South Florida, je leur ai dit que je penserai aux anglophones et publierai en anglais pour eux. Ca va être cool.
Mais là la panique est : qu'est-ce que je vais bien pouvoir raconter pendant 30 jours à raison d'un post par jour?
Je suis folle d'avoir sauté la tête la première.
L'annonce est là (il faut sans doute être connecté à Facebook) :SMCSF on Facebook
L'embrouille
Haha!
Je viens juste de confirmer ma participation dans un contest organisé
par le plus brésiliens des finlandais ou plus finlandais des
brésiliens que je connais, Alex Carvalho et le Social Media Club
Florida : bloguer tous les jours pendant 30 jours à partir du 8/10.
Dans quelle embrouille ou galère je me suis embarquée!
;-)
Geeeee!!!
I even said that I'd think about the eventual english speakers or
better saying readers who'd find their parh up to here... That I'd
write in english (as this is a "contest" and not a "compétition"...
Les neurones: ready, steady....
Monday is in two days!
Je viens juste de confirmer ma participation dans un contest organisé
par le plus brésiliens des finlandais ou plus finlandais des
brésiliens que je connais, Alex Carvalho et le Social Media Club
Florida : bloguer tous les jours pendant 30 jours à partir du 8/10.
Dans quelle embrouille ou galère je me suis embarquée!
;-)
Geeeee!!!
I even said that I'd think about the eventual english speakers or
better saying readers who'd find their parh up to here... That I'd
write in english (as this is a "contest" and not a "compétition"...
Les neurones: ready, steady....
Monday is in two days!
jeudi, octobre 4
Blog more
Constat: je blog tous les 36 du mois maintenant.
Mais je ne veux pas tuer ce petit blog. Quand même. Non.
Mes gentils petits camarades des US ou plus précisément un super
camarade de Miami super uber blogger social media man à lancé une idée
sur Facebook: et si on reprenait le blogging (sommes nombreux à avoir
beaucoup diminué le rythme de publication)?
Tons of people ont plongé.
Des idées de blog post, cross blogging, des compètes autour des sujets.
On s'emballe!
Finalement on veut tous blogger. Retrouver le chemin de l'interface admin.
Faut juste un petit coup de pouce.
Let's go!
Mais je ne veux pas tuer ce petit blog. Quand même. Non.
Mes gentils petits camarades des US ou plus précisément un super
camarade de Miami super uber blogger social media man à lancé une idée
sur Facebook: et si on reprenait le blogging (sommes nombreux à avoir
beaucoup diminué le rythme de publication)?
Tons of people ont plongé.
Des idées de blog post, cross blogging, des compètes autour des sujets.
On s'emballe!
Finalement on veut tous blogger. Retrouver le chemin de l'interface admin.
Faut juste un petit coup de pouce.
Let's go!
dimanche, septembre 30
L'espace ouvert
Vient de boucler la dernière page de "L'open space m'a tuer".
Les saynètes. Drôles. Vraies. Tirées par le cheveux?
Ça dépend de la wolrdcompany de chacun.
#onthemove
Les saynètes. Drôles. Vraies. Tirées par le cheveux?
Ça dépend de la wolrdcompany de chacun.
#onthemove
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