Monthly Archive for November, 2008

On The Other Hand

Alex brings up an interesting point… is the onslaught of marketing messages in places like Twitter and FriendFeed ruining social media?

I think I know what a lot of people think about this.. but I’m not sure any of the answers to this are right. Sooner or later, every form of alternative culture gets absorbed into the mainstream. Even the Clash played Shea Stadium.

I Want My XM Back

Now that the XM / Sirius merger is complete, I’ve lot Fred but gained 1st Wave.

We’ve been a two system family for some time, with XM in the van and Sirius in Sue’s car. So I’ve heard the difference. Where Fred would play Electricity, 1st Wave would play If You Leave.

In other words, I’ve lost all the songs I loved in the 80s and in return I’m getting all the songs that make me want to forget.

At least I have YouTube for a pre-Midge Ure Ultravox fix. Or Foxx.

Simple Answers to Easy Questions

The Horn Group asks Is Social Media Killing PR?

No. It isn’t.

More details from Media Bistro’s PR Newser.

The Final Frontier

This week’s biggest geek-gasm was the appearance of the Star Trek trailer before the latest James Bond outing. While the ‘official’ version goes up on the official movie site on Monday, many bootleg versions have been showing up all over the Interwebs.

So why no take-down, DMCA, big scary lawyer letters to Harry Knowles, et. al.? Isn’t that the usual M.O. for Hollywood? Or have they all finally learned how to deal with fanboys?

A Sustainable Feast

We’ve learned a lot at Casa de Parmet about living off of the land. This year we started our vegetable garden and also dramatically increased our purchases of organic, locally grown or raised foods. By far our greatest discovery has been local hero John Boy.

So this Thanksgiving, all of the foods on our table will have been grown or raised within a days drive of our home, by people we know. And I’ve even got my eye on some local vinyards for the vino.

It’s important, not only symbolically, but as a practical lesson for our kids in where stuff really comes from. My proudest moment as a budding farmer was watching the Twin Princesses run outside to get lettuce for their sandwiches. I’d be willing to be there aren’t that many other kids at their school who can say they picked their own lunch that morning.