For about a year now, I’ve had to ignore all the marketing gurus and their posts about QR codes. At best, these scannable ads are, well, scannable ads. There was once a little company called StickyBits that let you scan any barcode to see what consumers thought about a product. It was a brilliant concept driven by consumer input – it just had a bad business plan. QR codes are generated by brands – so the only thing you see…
Seth Godin. If you’re involved in marketing or digital media today, you no doubt know who he is. And if so, then you can likely identify him in a picture. In a recent blog post by one of our (Boxman Studios) customers at the Google Garage made me sit up. Here’s the picture: Who is that guy on the left? Seth Godin. Or at least it sure looks like him. No where in the blog post does it say that…
Who am I to walk this earth with my head held high? A flightless soul neck-deep in the minutia? I am but a man of the dirt, born in the fertile soil of nowhere, destined to live a life of servitude with a drawerful of plastic spoons. The stars I chase are flying specs of dust caught on beams of sunlight streaming in through dirty blinds on weekend mornings when dogs jump on the bed. Only those validated through academia…
Before I start, I want to make something clear – this is my blog. It’s not important to me that it provides answers to questions you may have about life, love, or business. I do not sell advertising here. I do not have a niche topic to adhere to. I have no loyalty to anything anyone else believes in. I maintain loyalty only to my heart. And I put that on the line every time I click publish. Now on…
Last Friday I was hospitalized for severe abdominal pain and internal bleeding. It was he worst pain I have ever known. It was so bad, in fact, that I could not stand upright. I was discharged on Sunday morning. Initial tests revealed that I had a bacterial infection in my intestines, but they don’t yet know why. I visit my doctor tomorrow when she’s supposed to confirm the results. Based on the fact that I’ve got no family history of…
Like a bolt of lightning the F-word shot out from the TV and ricocheted around the living room during the PG movie we were watching with the kids. No one moved. *** Jim Mitchem
