Sometimes…

… knowing when to STFU* is more important than spewing “content”.

Sure “content creation” is important if you want a web presence. But generating content simply for the sake of putting phosphors on the screen doesn’t always make sense.

Recall that old saying, “God gave us two ears and one mouth so we should listen twice as much as we speak”.

Conversely, just because we have 10 fingers doesn’t mean we should type 5 times as much as we listen.

Believe me, I’ve done more than my share of creating content that’s not worth a shit. But sometimes this “content creation” phase/craze of late seems to be getting out of hand.

Maybe it is time to take a step back and evaluate what we are putting out there on blogs, Facebook, the Twitters and everywhere else.

I am not implying that every word written needs to be deep and profound and contribute to the betterment of society. However; writing because some “guru” (lord how I despise that term) says you HAVE TO CREATE CONTENT TO BE SUCCESSFUL! is pure unadulterated nonsense.

Write what you want to write. Write what you need to write. But at least sit back and ask yourself every once and awhile if that 197th Tweet of the day, or that 23rd blog post of the week really matters.

Sometimes it’s just better to STFU and listen. And learn…

 

* Just so we’re clear, I’m using the first definition of “STFU”, not the second…

 

 

Perseverance

In the 1992 Summer Olympics, Great Britain’s world champion sprinter Derek Redmond was favored to medal in the 400 meter sprint.

His career had been plagued with injury, including having to withdraw from the 1998 Olympics just seconds before his first heat due to an achilles injury.

The 1992 Olympics looked to be his moment.

Here’s what happened….

Whew. How’s that for a defining Olympic moment? Brings a tear to my eye every time I watch it. Courage. Dedication. Perseverance. Drive. Heart. Whatever term you chose, Derek Redmond embodied it that day.

Sometimes, when I’m having a crappy day, I think about moments like this and people like Derek Redmond. Kind of puts life’s little annoyances in perspective doesn’t it?

The 2012 Olympics will be held in London. There is a movement to petition the organizers to have Derek and his father Jim light the Olympic cauldron. You can sign the petition here.

More from Lance

This is my body, and I can do whatever I want to it. I can push it. Study it. Tweak it. Listen to it. Everybody wants to know what I’m on. What am I on? I’m on my bike busting my ass six hours a day. What are you on?

- Lance Armstrong

An Open Letter to the World’s Biggest Douchebag

I have this friend that is in a nasty battle with testicular / brain cancer. For seven months this has been going on. A orchiectomy, several rounds of chemo, then a seizure, brain surgery, maybe some radiation thrown in there just for fun.

The man has been through hell and back. Yet his positive attitude is astounding. The guy resonates strength, character, and perseverance. His wife has been there by his side the whole time, displaying her own incredible strength and love. Seriously, it’s crazy how both tough and positive these two have been throughout this shitstorm life has handed them.

Clint and Angela are world-class human beings. I want my kids to grow up and be just half as strong and humble as they are

And now some asswipe contacts Clint via Twitter and tells him that he’s flaunting his cancer diagnoses in order to get his 15 minutes of fame.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Seriously?

How someone could even consider that is beyond my comprehension.

15 minutes of fame. Really? Yeah, I’m thinking trading a testicle for a little “fame” is pretty damn stupid, and Clint isn’t a stupid man.

Would YOU trade a testicle, and some brain tissue, and have a titanium plate bolted to your skull for a little “internet fame”?  I’m asking you, oh douchebag sender of the Tweet. Would you trade all of that for this so-called fame?

My guess is no. Because if you’re a male, your testicles are apparently already missing. And this is going to sound sexist, but I refuse to believe any female has the total lack of compassion it would take to even think such a moronic thought.

Honestly, I wish I knew who this was so I could punch them in the face. There is enough shit going on in the world today that we don’t need heartless, unthinking and utterly clueless douchebags like this walking around.

On second thought, they aren’t even worth the five minutes it took to write this. They need to just crawl back under a rock and rot.

Hang in there Clint and Angela, and don’t let this idiot bring you down. Fight the good fight and keep kicking cancer’s ass!

#weloveclint

 

 

BOOM!! I blew up my blog again…

I’ve been writing on Phoenix Real Estate Guy for over six years. There are a LOT of posts there. Lots of photos. And thousands of comments.

I like to tinker with the site. I tweak and twiddle, constantly shifting things about and trying new ideas.

Tonight I just wanted to make a very minor styling change. Not being a coder, at all, it’s always a chore. But it’s a chore I enjoy.

Until that is, I pull up the site expecting to see the fruits of my labor only to be presented with a blank white screen.

This never ceases to instill panic. What. If. Everything. Is. Lost? Yes, I have backups, but backups fail and the thought of restoring a six year old blog from the ground up is daunting.

I still have no idea what I did tonight to implode the damn blog. Usually this happens when I do something stupid in a php file. I’ve never (until today) wrecked the blog by editing a CSS file.

Fortunately I was able to get a fantastic technician, Brian R, at my host Rackspace. Many times if you call a web host you will get a response like, “This is a WordPress problem, not a server issue. We don’t support WordPress. Good luck!”

But Brian dove right in. He obviously had WordPress knowledge and skills and combined with my passing knowledge and skills we managed to return the blog to its former glory.

So thanks Brian. You saved me a lot of time and heartburn. It’s refreshing to get stellar customer service that goes well beyond the call of duty.