“Compounding my error, I actually now have the ability to ACT on this half-baked version of the truth. While theoretically useful, in practice, I’m losing the ‘cooling off’ period that my desktop-based process required… Using my hyperkinetic real time system, I could shoot myself in the foot at warp speed.” – marginhound
This is the space where my most interesting and most recent conversations are occurring.
I see a huge opportunity for publishers to repackage their existing assets in meaningful ways. Ways that add ongoing value to readers. Ways that really highlight existing expertise across a multitude of channels that were historically very challenging to pursue.
Both very rigid, ad-subsidized publishing platforms.
Both pay their writers nearly nothing in exchange for a promise of exposure and more efficient publishing tools.
In Aol’s hay day (circa 2000), it acquired Time Warner (awkward). From a media publishing & distribution standpoint a merger sorta kinda makes sense (if you squint). Nine years later – they divorced. A blink in publishing, a generation online.
For Facebook to truly be analogous to Aol, Facebook needs a similar balls out acquisition.
There’s not a lot of candidates.
Someone with a long, established history in cameras and other portable hardware (so not Opera).
Someone without a great deal of cache or presence with Facebook’s target audience (so not Apple).
Even better if they’ve got a huge stable of actors, musicians, and other creative assets that might be attractive to Facebook’s target audience (so not Samsung).
I just returned from 4 days in Minnesota’s northwoods. Completely disconnected. The only things I took with me; water bottle, a couple days change of clothes, my notecards, and my wallet.
I hiked waterfalls, scrambled across rocky beaches, and fell asleep to flickering fires.
I pondered living in a lighthouse. Hiking a hundred vertical feet each day for fresh water – with no reliable access to the outside world. Yet, tasked with the responsibility of maintaining safe travels for dozens of ships a day. And the commerce implied therein.
Upon my return to civilization – I burned though the hundreds of messages laying stagnant in my inbox.
Only 7 remain.
Each with a clear action item associated with it.
In this session Jamie and I quickly go over every HTTP status code, what it is for, why you use it, etc.
The little guy’s getting some new teeth – so he’s been screaming and crying more than usual today. At a couple points, I picked him up, held him like the baby he still is and sang him Ze Frank’s Chillout song: