Showing posts with label Man-day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Man-day. Show all posts
Man-day Post: Red Pill Mommy Blogging
It's time for this week's edition of Man-day by Jensguy.*Note from Jen- This is a pretty amazing post. Most bloggers won't share this info with you, but my husband wants to make sure every Mommy Blogger is rewarded for their hard work.
So what if I were to tell you that much of what you thought you knew about building a blog wasn't so. What if developing your content while slowly but surely building a community of readers wasn't the way to gain advertisers and sponsorships? What if there was a system where you were immediately judged and either dismissed entirely or let into the "Cool Kids Club?"
I certainly didn't like the sound of something like that and was very invested in the natural way of blog building where your social networking was the driver to the content of your blog. I wouldn't blame you if you dismissed these ideas as rubbish and continued on as you have. I felt that way even a couple of weeks ago. For that we can offer the Blue Pill.
Take the Blue Pill and you will go on as normal, which isn't a bad place to be.
Now if you wish to take the Red Pill. . .
Man-Day Post: Things Your Computer Guy Won't Tell You
It's time for this week's Man-day post by Jensguy.
I am an IT expert, I own my own consulting company and work with small and large businesses helping them to initially build their computer infrastructure and then servicing all of their technology when things go wrong. I have worked in this industry for 15 years now and I am familiar with just about every level of tech support someone is likely to encounter.
Here are a few things that every person you have ever asked to fix your computer wished you knew, but are probably never going to come right out and tell you. So I will.
1. There are no secrets. When someone is servicing your computer, they will ask some questions. If they are good at what they do, they will not ask stupid embarrassing questions. Please tell them the truth. They will find out eventually anyway, all they want to do is save you and them some time, which is important if you are paying them. If you download questionable coupon software, they will know, if you spy for the Russians, they will likely figure that out as well. If you have a folder of boudoir photography, don't leave it in an easily accessible place, especially if it is your nephew working on your computer.
Don't Be THAT Guy
Welcome to Man-day, hosted by Jennifer's husband!
So, I'm going to go ahead and admit
that I use Facebook, and although I am not constantly updating my status or looking to befriend everybody I ever met, I do find it interesting,
especially as a study in social behavior.
One of the things that gives me a chuckle is how, every couple of weeks I receive a friend request from a lonely college coed/European fashion model. Seriously.
Well, maybe not so seriously. . .
Because if you stop and analyze it thoughtfully, these types of women are so bereft of friendship that they need to contact happily married fathers of four for friendship, because, evidently, they have no other prospects. That's a pretty likely scenario.
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Facebook etiquette,
facepalm,
Jennifer Lawrence,
Man-day
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Minivan.
-Note- My beautiful wife Jennifer has asked me to pitch in on her blog. I will do this every Monday which we will hereby title Man-day!!! We'll see just how long a leash she gives me.Here is my first contribution. . .
There is a milestone that many father's don't achieve but those of us that do, recognize well. It is the point after you have your third child. You see, three children don't fit well into a normal car, and they can't even pretend to fit into a truck, at least not a truck that a man with three small kids can afford. It is at that point the dreaded word "Minivan" makes its first appearance.
Not one unmarried male has ever dreamed, or even considered, ever owning a minivan outside of needing one for business purposes. There could be many reason's for that, but I personally lay the blame on the excesses of the 60's and 70's that gave us this:
We have our father's sins to atone for.
(Note- not actually my father. ^)
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