Butt there is so much to think about that I needz a couple of days to look at my pics and ideas, and make sure I'm on the right track before I lunge for my next Big Idea.
Even my brotha Steve is supporterz, and haz started a Blog. It's all good!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
So Much to Think About
Many of you Haterz and Supporterz may have noticed that I took down a couple of my blogs, and also many of the videos of my family dancing around cemeteries pretending to be various zoo animals. Believe it or not, some of my familiez thought those videos were 'private times' and should not be shared on the intertubez. Oh well. They're loss, after I spent over 8 hours to make 20 minutes of Raw Gold. Sometimez when you explain the marketing future, they just don't get it.
Butt there is so much to think about that I needz a couple of days to look at my pics and ideas, and make sure I'm on the right track before I lunge for my next Big Idea.
Even my brotha Steve is supporterz, and haz started a Blog. It's all good!
Butt there is so much to think about that I needz a couple of days to look at my pics and ideas, and make sure I'm on the right track before I lunge for my next Big Idea.
Even my brotha Steve is supporterz, and haz started a Blog. It's all good!
Monday, June 22, 2009
University Falls Awesomenezz
Saturday was an unexpected trip with my old pal CripesShippy, and he took me on an awesome overnight trip to this world-famous and widely photographed place that hardly anyone knows about. With a sack of trail-feed slung over his shoulder, we barely made the two-hour trek along an established trail that nobody has hardly ever known existed.
It was worth it. The falls were wet, smooth and inviting:
I'll have more pictures up soon, as soon as I remember where I misplaced my blog. Just wanted to share the awesomeness right now!
It was worth it. The falls were wet, smooth and inviting:
I'll have more pictures up soon, as soon as I remember where I misplaced my blog. Just wanted to share the awesomeness right now!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Strategically Dealing with Negativity and Other Upward Reverse-Paristaltic Movements
For years, I always wanted everyone to have a (hic) sense of me online. As my reputation increased, I would still respond, Pavlov-like to every hateful message. Sometimes, I would spend hours trying to prove my intentions and get them to like me. As if anybody liked me. I still think about G and her massive features. I licked those features, butt she didn't like me either.
You see, the Internet is simplye High School 2.0. Backdoor Bullies pick on you, give you wedgies, and steal your lunch money and are really so mean and bad that if you fight back or ignore it, you get bruised, no matter how hard you beg!
In high school, you couldn’t change stools or have that kid surprised from behind. Butt on social networks, you can pass bricks, as long as you announce them are not waftous nor gaseous in nature. Someone light a candle, and oh man do it soon please!
I live a very pubic life but I don’t live this life for YOU. I do it for myself because I’m excreting a story. My story is for me and my future gastrations.
My contributions to Twitter, Flickr, SICKer, Twatter, Rammer, Jammer, Crammer, Twatter, SlawTTer, Clitter, Preener, Screamer, SNicker, Wanker, Skanker, SitOnMyFacebook, BlowER, Slower, GaGGer, Blagger, 2Bagger, SpitUpEer, Looser, BlowLuncher, Last.FM, and Digg, all vividly describe normally-clothed parts of me, and I want to void the depths of my gag reflex, knowing exactly what kind of excregency-sound person I was, and what kind of "squint and squirt-twice" experiences I enjoyed. The added benefit of real time feedback and collaboration that the Internet provides is icing on the cake. This is tasty, I call: "Dee-Rissscious!"
Instead, I respond with the kind of wholesome good-foodliness that only an experienced Internet Semi-Vegan can bring. In Squirts!
When a person bullies me once, then flexing pectoral parts that are not normally associated with your gender is one thing, but only if it’s constructive. There are guys who I was friends with offline who I took the time to reply to their bullying pubiclically.
Butt everytime, I end up looking like the foul pile, kicked to the curb, and they come back a weak later to do it again. Loosers! This is so MEAN to me. I keep myself clean and polleeaseee! Don't believe me then sniff the Rose, TTFN.
You see, the Internet is simplye High School 2.0. Backdoor Bullies pick on you, give you wedgies, and steal your lunch money and are really so mean and bad that if you fight back or ignore it, you get bruised, no matter how hard you beg!
In high school, you couldn’t change stools or have that kid surprised from behind. Butt on social networks, you can pass bricks, as long as you announce them are not waftous nor gaseous in nature. Someone light a candle, and oh man do it soon please!
I live a very pubic life but I don’t live this life for YOU. I do it for myself because I’m excreting a story. My story is for me and my future gastrations.
My contributions to Twitter, Flickr, SICKer, Twatter, Rammer, Jammer, Crammer, Twatter, SlawTTer, Clitter, Preener, Screamer, SNicker, Wanker, Skanker, SitOnMyFacebook, BlowER, Slower, GaGGer, Blagger, 2Bagger, SpitUpEer, Looser, BlowLuncher, Last.FM, and Digg, all vividly describe normally-clothed parts of me, and I want to void the depths of my gag reflex, knowing exactly what kind of excregency-sound person I was, and what kind of "squint and squirt-twice" experiences I enjoyed. The added benefit of real time feedback and collaboration that the Internet provides is icing on the cake. This is tasty, I call: "Dee-Rissscious!"
Instead, I respond with the kind of wholesome good-foodliness that only an experienced Internet Semi-Vegan can bring. In Squirts!
When a person bullies me once, then flexing pectoral parts that are not normally associated with your gender is one thing, but only if it’s constructive. There are guys who I was friends with offline who I took the time to reply to their bullying pubiclically.
Butt everytime, I end up looking like the foul pile, kicked to the curb, and they come back a weak later to do it again. Loosers! This is so MEAN to me. I keep myself clean and polleeaseee! Don't believe me then sniff the Rose, TTFN.
Gotta Love Dinner
Part of being organized is to stay on my dietz and keep to organic foodz that are good for my body and spirit.
I like to keep things simple.
Lots more coming. After a rough day of wakeboarding I have to catch up on Raw Editing the 97 hours of footage from yesterday. Trust me, it's all good.
I like to keep things simple.
Lots more coming. After a rough day of wakeboarding I have to catch up on Raw Editing the 97 hours of footage from yesterday. Trust me, it's all good.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Kustomizing Killer Bio and
Parking My Van Down By the River
Feelingz good as I organize...
A big part of today was spent on jamming photos up my Sickr account. Organizing pictures and creating positive momentum. Sometimes, as I organize, I think about sitting on my fingers... releasing pressure and releasing energy. The pressure is from not taking better control over my lower intestinal tract, my ear canals, and my life in general. You know, my orifices. Something I've been neglecting.
Enough coasting! Time to become a better manager, and reek with excremence in everything I do.
The Strategy behind customizing Online Profiles...
A new habit I'm forming is to really squat, strain and think-through all the profiles on each service I'm going to be using, starting with my Sickr profile (pictured above). Next will be Blogger, Flogger, Twitter, Clitter, SitOnMyFacebook, Squatter, Blotter, Jammer, BeardedClammer, and whatever else is worthy of my investment.
All the services have pretty similar fields, like occupation, interests, foods and maggots for attracting like-minded people to you. Becoming more proactive about making the right kind of online cleanse is good. Cleanse that shares my values. Cleanse who be supportives of me and I could back my wan into their needs. Mutual benefits. Yes!!
The About section is where you "sell" yourself. Put your best cheeks forward. It provides a reference point of who you are and where you have been. Again, this is another magnet and a great filter for like-minded people.
People who don't understand quality may not want to "sniff your rose." Butt those who are interested will have a good reason to stay and investigate further. So a killer bio provides effluence for both sides.
I hope you understand, and I am excited by the changes I am making for myself. It's all good.
A big part of today was spent on jamming photos up my Sickr account. Organizing pictures and creating positive momentum. Sometimes, as I organize, I think about sitting on my fingers... releasing pressure and releasing energy. The pressure is from not taking better control over my lower intestinal tract, my ear canals, and my life in general. You know, my orifices. Something I've been neglecting.
Enough coasting! Time to become a better manager, and reek with excremence in everything I do.
The Strategy behind customizing Online Profiles...
A new habit I'm forming is to really squat, strain and think-through all the profiles on each service I'm going to be using, starting with my Sickr profile (pictured above). Next will be Blogger, Flogger, Twitter, Clitter, SitOnMyFacebook, Squatter, Blotter, Jammer, BeardedClammer, and whatever else is worthy of my investment.
All the services have pretty similar fields, like occupation, interests, foods and maggots for attracting like-minded people to you. Becoming more proactive about making the right kind of online cleanse is good. Cleanse that shares my values. Cleanse who be supportives of me and I could back my wan into their needs. Mutual benefits. Yes!!
The About section is where you "sell" yourself. Put your best cheeks forward. It provides a reference point of who you are and where you have been. Again, this is another magnet and a great filter for like-minded people.
People who don't understand quality may not want to "sniff your rose." Butt those who are interested will have a good reason to stay and investigate further. So a killer bio provides effluence for both sides.
I hope you understand, and I am excited by the changes I am making for myself. It's all good.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Blogger Casey Serin, The Rehash! Assessing the Legend that will Last a Lunchtime!
Yes, another fresh start, and only the third one this year! Because the last 2 were not win-win for all parties, we agreed that my staying online with my trial and error approach to marketing makes business difficult at best. Yeah, the plan backfired, just like a 2-year old Mazda. Overall, I don't think the world is ready for baseball-cap, "power-lunch-as-news" style of blogging.
It's all good, and by now you're used to me staying online to share my story in a good and positive way. To relentlessly add to, edit, deleate, and rearrange reality with the powerz of the internet is what I've been doing professionally for nearly 10 years now! That's longer than it will take to get the smell outta Vdubs!
And yeah, since all the names with real media 'zing' are taken (Adolf, Jeffrey, Charles and like that), the full Casey Serin is back. I feel it's best to own up to my name before they use it as a brand for something like a cheese-grater on a late-night infomercial. Or some form of colonic dynamite (now there's an idea!).
So then, as I staggared, weaving my way, bleary-eyed, to the bathroom, I thought about all of this as I voided my lower intestinal tract:
Who can I best use?
What unique loans can I get without a co-signer?
What is my calling, and why do they always have the wrong number?
To date, I have:
In spite of these achievements, I still see myself as an online "imaginative exploiter" and "marketer" rather than someone who actually does useful work. That's my stregth and I shall learn to play it even better. Or perhaps, like Pavlov I can train others to do this online stuff while I pursue what I really want to do:
See, part of me still wants to slack off and be a lazy bum, because I've never really known what that's like. Even now, mom still expects me to carry my clothes to the washer before she does my laundry! It can all get so opressive and it stifles the creativity needed for good passive income (and other) flow.
For now, I must survive! (now... where did I put mom's number? what? ... how could it be 'not in service?')
It's all good, and by now you're used to me staying online to share my story in a good and positive way. To relentlessly add to, edit, deleate, and rearrange reality with the powerz of the internet is what I've been doing professionally for nearly 10 years now! That's longer than it will take to get the smell outta Vdubs!
And yeah, since all the names with real media 'zing' are taken (Adolf, Jeffrey, Charles and like that), the full Casey Serin is back. I feel it's best to own up to my name before they use it as a brand for something like a cheese-grater on a late-night infomercial. Or some form of colonic dynamite (now there's an idea!).
So then, as I staggared, weaving my way, bleary-eyed, to the bathroom, I thought about all of this as I voided my lower intestinal tract:
Who can I best use?
What unique loans can I get without a co-signer?
What is my calling, and why do they always have the wrong number?
To date, I have:
- Inflicted my unique, self-taught graphics and logos on hundreds of unsuspecting companies that are now mostly all out of business, like SerinSites.
- Experimented in many programming languages, often for hours at a time before lapsing into one of my famous power-naps.
- Ran my own little backdoor experiment company called AnalHost.
- Deluded myself into thinking that I created a website builder, control panels and other potentially useful bits of computer effluvia that can actually be run from something obscure, arcane, and virtually unknown to all but the best Powerz Programmerz: something long-forgotten and barely understood called the Command Line!
- I have explained the use of complicated Business Toolz, such as the White Board. Top that!
In spite of these achievements, I still see myself as an online "imaginative exploiter" and "marketer" rather than someone who actually does useful work. That's my stregth and I shall learn to play it even better. Or perhaps, like Pavlov I can train others to do this online stuff while I pursue what I really want to do:
See, part of me still wants to slack off and be a lazy bum, because I've never really known what that's like. Even now, mom still expects me to carry my clothes to the washer before she does my laundry! It can all get so opressive and it stifles the creativity needed for good passive income (and other) flow.
For now, I must survive! (now... where did I put mom's number? what? ... how could it be 'not in service?')
Thursday, June 4, 2009
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