This week I’m going to play with DropBox and Flickr. Why? No real reason, other than everyone else I know seems to use them. And the iPad integration looks cool.
I didn’t think I needed EverNote a while ago, either, but now I use it all the time. On the other hand, I didn’t think I needed Digg or StumbleUpon, and I was probably right. ReadItLater I’m undecided on as yet – it should be useful, but it doesn’t integrate properly yet.
Waaay too many new services to get to grips with at the mo. (yes, I know they’re not all new, but bear with me).
Let’s all give a big blogosphere welcome for … Andrew Fairburn!
On their new blog at reputationspotlight.wordpress.com, Regester Larkin are looking at some interesting reputation management issues. My friend and former H&K colleague Andrew Fairburn (who’s always reminded me of Tiff Needell, although I’m not sure he knows that) is doing much of the writing. This is great to see; many of my better postings on my old H&K blog started off as office banter with Andrew.
I shall watch with interest. Particularly like yesterday’s Nuclear post.
People often ask me if I’ve ever worked as a journalist. Which is a fair enough question. Some of my ilk indeed are former hacks. In this line of work you need an understanding of the media mindset, you need to understand what makes the media tick and how to get the best from each other.
Some people tell me I ‘think like a journalist’, which I take as a compliment. One colleague recently commented that I dress like a journalist, which I think is a compliment.
But I’ve never been a journalist, barring the odd primary school magazine piece. Not that I would rule it out. Actually I think it would be quite fun.
‘What sort of journalist would you be?’, a (journalist) friend asked me the other day. Not a TV one. It looks dangerous.
- Tweets that make me think, that are part of a debate
- Tweets that show me stuff I hadn’t seen before
- Retweets that introduce me to new and interesting people
Stuff I don’t like:
- Hearing that you’ve just put the kettle on. Save the mundane and the banal for facebook.
- Being told to read your latest blog entry. If I’m following you on Twitter, I already know you’ve got a blog. And if I want to read it, I will.
- Tweets like @BorisBorisovichBorisov: yeah, me too – that’s what DMing is for
from my regular reads, to brighten up your Friday.
1 – Climate change = flooded cities. High-impact, real-world examples like this one are just what’s needed to wake people up to the realities of climate change.
We’ve HSBC and Ogilvy to thank for this one, apparently.
(OK, so the water would be a dirty brown with all sorts of stuff floating on top, but you get the idea.)
via Ryan Peal at my old haunt, H&K’s Collective Conversations.
On the one hand, it’s a great resource. Loads of stuff on there to help with homework research and so on. Not to mention all thoseTV shows you thought were lost in the mists of time.
On the other hand … well … let’s just say that, even without clicking the “Yes I’m 18, honest guv” box, there’s an awful lot of YouTube that I don’t particularly want her seeing right now.
Ever aware of the rapidly dwindling amount of time left before teenage surliness sets in, though, I decided to seize the opportunity to spend time doing something together. We ended up looking at a web design company brisbane and we spent a very pleasant half-hour playing with YouTube on the AppleTV.
We found what Missy A wanted (the Fresh Prince of Bel Air is OK for ten-year-olds, right?). And I got to explain to her the meaning behind the song that’s been bouncing around my head ever since Saturday night’s ceilidh.
Thanks to a pair of HomePlugs, an AppleTV and a bargain Samsung LCD that no-one wanted because it’s last year’s model (and it’s white), we can now enjoy all manner of digital media in the bedroom. Including – and arguably the main reason for this technological extravagance – what I shall nostalgically refer to as Virgin Radio.
[They're 'Absolute Radio' these days, apparently, which has already upset the vodka people. I assume whatever's behind this change in nomenclature is related to the appearance of those gaudily flourescent 'Zavvi' places where the good old Virgin Megastore used to be. Progress, I guess.]