Exciting news! My last post about my amusing attempt of portraying a band booster that inspired such wonderful hits (yet to be written) as:
- You’re Pretty Good, Will You Please Be My Ringtone On My Phone?
- Get Your Groove on the Postage Stamp-Sized Dance Floor WOOOOOOO
- Unintentional Body Slamming Guaranteed
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Facebook has replaced the need for most reunion planning companies, yet it seems to be undermining the efforts of reunion planning via their incredibly user-UNfriendly group pages.
Do you ever get frustrated with the way topics and thoughts can get lost in the new Facebook group format? Photos and comments keep bouncing up and down the page as people look at each post. It is great that people are so passionate about expressing their thoughts and they should not be prevented from doing so, but the irony is that the end result is people aren’t being heard. Read the rest of this entry →
Subliminal advertising: I am now on Twitter! Follow me, you’ll feel better. The blog needs love. We all do! @reinrantnrave. That’s easy to remember.
I don’t have many cousins, so the ones I have are on cloud nine with the creative attempts I make to ensure that we stay in touch.
My maternal side of the family has three cousins and we always had a lot of fun together during our winter and summer visits, despite their living on the Canadian border and I in the northern suburbs of Chicago.
One summer, my grandpa had dropped off our cousins at their other grandparents house. Alas, the end of our visit would inevitably occur. Grandpa would always take us to Hamburger Hollow on the way back and buy us an ice cream cone. After one visit, my brother and I were so sad about losing our playmates, that we turned the ice cream down. Grandpa was dazed. Read the rest of this entry →
Sometimes I love you, sometimes I need a break. Here comes the rave about social networking and technology:
- Well, if you are my friend, I get to see your inviting profile picture on my phone when I call, text, or email you or when you call, email, or text me. I wonder when the last time we talked was…
- I get to see pictures of you; added bonus if I am in them which remind us of all of our wonderful moments in time. 🙂
- I get to see what you are up to if you bother to put statuses on there, but let’s be honest most of us don’t. Perhaps, there is an occasional check-in but nothing too exciting and a drunken post, here of there. But, for the most part, not much going on.
- If you do have a status, I get to see it on my phone, once again if we text, write, or email each other.
- I have to admit that I love being able to upload a photo right from where I am and poof, you get to see it!
- I love being able to shoot you an email or text whenever I feel like it with the assistance of a couple of thumbs! It’s even more enjoyable when the people write me back! 🙂
- If you can’t figure out someone’s email address, you can always write them at their Facebook email and they will get back to you, eventually. Once they figure out, they actually have a message, that is. Today I got to educate a colleague that she had email on Facebook…
- The group pages are great. They allow interaction with a common bond. My class page and camp from childhood have some good things going on there which, as of late, is the only reason I have been going to Facebook.
- Oh, and my brother offered me $100 a month to administer his account awhile back and I foolishly did not take him up on it. But, now I don’t think I could. It’s too complicated. Ironically, many of “his friends” are friends with me to keep in touch with him. Rarely, does my brother hear, “Oh, you are Lauren RantnRave’s older brother? Lucky you!”
- It’s an easy way for me to promote wonderful things that happen to people in my life (yes, my brother and dad who are always doing well) and even people who aren’t a Rein will get props a time or two. I can’t help it, I love promoting when good things happen!
- Just the same, if something not so good happens, people will rally around you quickly with this website.
- My high school reunion rocked the house and earned “monster” thanks because of Facebook enabling me to promote it as often and hard as I did.
- It’s my number one marketing tool for my blog, other than the signature on my email. My mom is still trying to figure out what this blog is. I have a relative who is still trying to click the link, let alone, read it. I guess that is a good thing. “Let me get this straight. You free-write about something and just publish it?”
- I have found many long-lost people in my life but have had close to zero interaction in the four years since I have been on. I try to rattle the cage to get some communication going but you know how it goes. So, whether these people have really been found is questionable. If everyone really used the application, it would obviously be much more gratifying.
- I don’t even think it’s Facebook’s fault but if people aren’t using it “correctly”, the gratification isn’t there. Understand, “correctly” is subjective. Given the new format, people are scared to post anything, I have to admit, I may be one of them. I’m feeling inhibited in what I should comment on and when.
- Maybe it’s because my reunion is over, but it kind of makes me sad to go on there now.
- I guess the root of the frustration is how to really stay in touch with people now? How do you get someone on the phone? Yes, there is I-Chat and Skype for people who aren’t nearby, but how do you schedule that needed time to get it in?
- Do you text them asking them to read their email because talking is out of the question?
- Then, do you call them because your thumbs hurt from texting them; and then, of course you get their voice mail?
- When you get the voice mail, you ask to schedule an appointment to text you with a time so that you can talk? At this point, I would even take a spirited IM session.
- I actually had a rep from work write on my wall that he had cleared a query. Really? You made my evening! Let me get right on that.
- I’ve had dinner arrangement made on my wall. I just don’t see that happening anymore. Not that I won’t have dinner with my friends but I am just not compelled to play on there anymore like I used to.