Why your content matters: an examination of the Klout/Wahooly process.
As we continue to wait for the Wahooly creative team to put together their final touches on a project that we are all excited about. I thought I would take some time and examine an issue that seems to be problematic with the group as a whole.
“OH MY GOODNESS, MY KLOUT SCORE JUST TOOK IT IN THE TANK! WHAT DO I DO?”
While panic is the normal process for such a drop in Klout, it may not mean much at all.
Let’s look at what the Klout score really is. It’s a measure of your 90 DAY ACTIVITY! It’s not how special you are this moment, not how horrible you were 91 days ago, just a snapshot of your overall web presence.
Klout looks at your Twitter retweets and mentions, your Facebook comments, wall-posts and likes, your LinkedIn comments and likes, your Foursquare tips, To_Do’s and Done’s and your Google + Comments, Reshares and +1′s. (1)
At this moment it DOES NOT measure Facebook Pages, Youtube, Instagram, Tumblr, Blogger, WordPress, Last.fm and Flickr at all. You could have the greatest followers in each and every one of those services and right now it won’t move your Klout score one one-thousandth of a point. At this time the algorithm does not measure them.
But Sean, I’m great in (one of the things that Klout doesn’t measure right now). That’s great. you will be one step ahead of the rest of us when Klout DOES put those in the algorithm. Keep doing what you are doing and success will follow you. Read more…
Categories: Klout, Wahooly Tags: #teamwahooly, #Wahooligans, Klout, My thoughts, Wahooly
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“This is a work of fiction. All the characters in it, are imaginary, from my OWN THOUGHTS and not necessarily represent the views of anyone but my own. Please take any narrow minded opinions about my work and place them in the comments area below. As for anyone who thinks this represents anyone in reality needs to get their head examined.”
“DILLIGAS?” – Inspired by a quote from a friend!
Grade a paper, grade another paper, grade a third paper and yet not one person gets the impact of Abraham Lincoln’s assassination. This is getting tedious. I really need to stop. Maybe if I grade 7th grade math my ears won’t bleed from stupidity.
It never ends. It’s an ongoing battle against iPads and iPods and no matter what I do I can’t get into these kids heads. What I need to do is find a way to break convention without getting suspended. The last time I got suspended just because I made them roll a condom over a banana. It wasn’t my fault that stupid McKenna Richardson protested to the school board because her god wouldn’t want her to ever touch a condom. I failed to stop myself from taking out a picture of Lucy and show her what happened when you are 16 and you don’t use a condom. Stupid brat told her mother that an “unfit mother” was teaching her. So it was my fault she couldn’t handle her science experiment to dissect a frog. Again she brought up god. I wanted to go “hey girl, you know you are going to end up marrying some asshole who is going to be telling you that you are doing the “lord’s work” while he’s shoving his sausage down your throat.”
But I didn’t. I just told her that God made the creature and if she wanted to pass she had to tell me if it was a male or female frog. She guessed wrong, I failed her and here I am , grading papers while waiting for the stupid school board to make a decision if I keep my job.
“Ms. Anders,” a voice cries from down the hall. “The board is waiting for you.” Read more…
Categories: "Quotes", My Writing..., What's on my mind Tags: Board of education, Fiction, Frustration, My thoughts, Quotes, School Board Morons, Story, Teacher, Writing, Writing Challenge
Read or the turtle gets it.
The joy of being middle management is always fun in both Jo’s and my world. We spend many a moment slapping our heads and going, “Really?” But I digress, as since the recession has hit, my family and friends of mine I’m very fortunate to have a job.
So let’s talk about proper etiquette.
No matter how many times I tell people they still think I don’t know what they say behind my back and yet they still think that they are getting whatever they need from me after they have bad mouthed me to anyone who will listen.
I don’t care what people think of me anymore. I really don’t. I used to care what people think about me, but I’ve watched people in careers soar to the heights of management that couldn’t do anything but talk about why his people couldn’t give him the proper TPS reports. I used to want to be known by everyone, but right now I’m comfortable being who I am, the go to guy for the VP’s. I’m in middle management, I do a great job, I get paid a fair salary and I get good benefits. I’ve been there for 15 years and its going to take something incredible for me to leave. I’m comfortable.
But that being said, I’ve come to the conclusion that I can not nor should I give advice to my friends about their jobs. Some of them will listen, some of them want to just have someone hear their bitches and most of them want to think that they are important in some fashion.
But I have pride in my work and my workplace, something that some employees in some places don’t have.
I went to a store and watched as some minimum wage employee tried to do his best to get something fronted while another boss watched and just told him why he was doing it all wrong. I could see it in the employees eyes that he cared very little about the job and it showed in his performance.
But then Joanna and I went to dinner and watched as a server take his time, get what we needed and be like a ghost, visible, but not intrusive. His initiative got him a 30% tip and compliment to his manager.
Two people, one who didn’t want to care and got nowhere. One that had initiative and is going places.
I can see Andy as a Manager and Thomas well, asking me if I want fries with that.
Look guys, I can be brutally honest with you if ya let me, so here goes.
1.If you are working with me I’m going to give you 100% and ask for 100% in return. I’m not going to ask you to do something that I haven’t done in the past nor I’m not willing to do with you. I’m going to bust my ass for you behind closed doors and help you grow. But you’ve gotta help me. You’ve gotta make it so when I make my effort it doesn’t fall on deaf ears. Because those who are deaf often miss their stop in the train of life.
2. If you want my help, ask. I am willing and wanting to help anyone and everyone. But if you ask for something and I provide it , you better have a good reason why you can’t help me. Help is a two way street.
3. Communicate what you need. I don’t have all the solutions or all the resources to make everything happen, but I do have friends who do. But I can’t help if you don’t let me know what you need. But then again, you better be following 1 + 2 above.
4. Be honest with me. If there isn’t a shot in the world that you can help me, don’t string me along. Just say “Sean, can’t help you.” Because I’m going to be honest with you and sometimes honesty hurts, but then again it hurts a lot less than a painful lie.
5. Your family comes first, then your job, then your friends and after that everyone else. No ifs ands, or buts.
If you can remember these 5 truths, you will be a better person. If not…
No, I don’t want my fries super sized.
Categories: Instant Sean Tags: Inspiration, My thoughts, What's on my mind, Work
Weeding…
I’ve been weeding my life lately. I’m someone that doesn’t let go of things easily. Recently I’ve been lucky to start letting things in my life , well just go like a dandelion in the wind.
Now in the past I’d be letting all the wonderful dandelions begat more dandelions, but it just isn’t happening now.
I’ve got too much to do and too much to see.
So I started today by paring down the Facebook friends list. Am I really friends with 500 people? No. I started by weeding that down to under 300. It may be weeded again soon.
If you didn’t talk to me in the past, or you added me because of some friend of a friend you probably didn’t see the notification of your weeding on FB.
You were just gone.
I’ve taken 2 truck loads of stuff over for a garage sale this weekend at my friend Kerri’s house.
What happens if they don’t get sold? The stuff gets donated to a prison ministry.
I don’t need stuff. I have stuff, lots of stuff.
But in reality, all the stuff is are weeds.
They don’t have deep roots, they can be eliminated with proper care , and in the end don’t have meaning for me.
The stuff that has emotional meaning is put up where it needs to be. The rest just found its way to places that aren’t my garage.
My heart isn’t into keeping things that don’t have meaning anymore.
And I’ve been making changes at home, work and everywhere.
Maybe when I’m finished weeding I’ll see the green grass. The big lawn picture that I need to see.
Or maybe, I’ll just have to start weeding again.
Categories: Misc, My thoughts Tags: Life, My thoughts
Own the podium? How about PWNED!
The 1960 throwbacks works as it takes 50 years, but it is a sweet 5-3 U.S.A win over Canada guaranteeing at least a 2 seed in the knockout portion of the tourney.
Canada will have to win 4 games in 4 days to win the Gold.
U.S.A. will have to win 3 games in 4 days to win the Gold.
Canada starts with Germany in a 6-11 match up.
USA will either play the winner of Slovakia / Belarus or a Swiss / Norway depending on the Finland / Sweden game. Because of the 5-3 victory against Canada the US needs a Sweden victory or a Finland victory in overtime to gain the # 1 seed. I’d rather see them play as the 2 seed and let Finland play the Slovakia / Belarus winner. We’ve won against Swiss / Norway, and I’d rather play Norway.
Tonight’s game was a tale of 5 sections.
Section 1 : Quick US Score followed by Canada equalizer then the lead back for the US.
The US in the first period used counter attacking to a T and whenever Marty Brodeur decided to get away from the crease, he was punished with shots and two goals.
Section 2: Canada attacking with organized attacks as the US fell into the trap of defending a lead. They gave up the equalizer and so many times Canada had open looks and Ryan Miller shut them down.
Section 3: The key of the game was here… ACTUALLY scoring on a Power Play. The US can’t let the man advantage go away with bad passing and barely any shots with a man advantage. Canada played inspired until the last PP.
Section 4: The Brick Wall of Miller. You can’t see the Miller Time logo on the back of his helmet but Ryan was IMPRESSIVE! The Buffalo Sabre goalkeeper was everywhere in the crease and made several incredible stick and glove saves. At any time Canada COULD HAVE tied it up, but every time they had a chance, Ryan just got enough of the puck to send it somewhere else. By using the Brick Wall of Miller the US had enough counter attacking to change the tempo and momentum of the game.
Section 5: Empty Netter and celebration. Laying down to score a 5th goal may have seemed without value but that 5th goal could be the difference in seeding for the US team. Now they sit back and get to ice down those injuries.
For the entire game I kept trying to explain penalties and players to Joanna. All she wanted to talk about was pretty boy Sydney Crosby, and with the exception of the one goal was a non entity in the game.
My three stars:
3. Chris Drury Goal and overall attitude!
2. Ryan Miller 42 saves Nuff said.
1. Brian Rafalski 36 year old grandpa of the US team with 2 goals.
In other Olympic news, the US Curling team still sucks. My favorite goat still found a way to blame everyone else but HIMSELF! He even had the gall to challenge Brian Smith to make a tough shot and bet him $20 if he couldn’t make it.
Win consistently and then have fun with the side bets GOAT!
But then , that’s my opinion and I’m still waiting for the Goat fanclub to show up and tell me what kind of great guy he is.
Categories: What's on my mind Tags: Instant Happiness, Instant Tragedy, John Shuster Sucks, My thoughts, USA Curling, USA Hockey







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