Sriracha for days… for freegans

Golden Corral now has a Facebook Fan Page and Twitter page. (Golden Corral’s Noblesville, Indiana location has their OWN Facebook page.)

Company branding has now gone too far.

Both of these services are officially dead.

(Note: please do not construe the above comment in any way denigrating toward Golden Corral, however, this company has no reason whatsoever to have a Facebook page or a Twitter feed.

There are many companies like this, but when the Facebook and Twitter icons showed up on a commercial this morning for Golden Corral… it felt to me the last straw. Maybe the straw should have broken earlier, but this instance is what did it for me.

I am not “in advertising” nor do I watch “Mad Men,” but I do know “enough” about advertising as well as marketing - I am a consumer, among having other skills, natch - but the advertisers of today seem are getting pretty damned sloppy and I truly doubt that of the Internet had existed during the time frame of “Mad Men,” those guys would not rely on the truly lazy routes of “Web 2.0” Facebook and Twitter to “reach out to” or “track” consumer interest. Duh. This is what viral marketing is not. But Golden Corral could give my family some free buffet passes. I’ll take those and tell all my friends. Let’s get on that. Posthaste.)

Update: This post is also not intended to say something like Golden Corral is not “cool enough” for Facebook or Twitter. Quite the opposite. Golden Corral should be above that. It’s an advertising/marketing model that just does not seem to be the right direction (for almost anyone, IMHO). I’m probably wrong. Maybe the military appreciation they do/sponsor, etc. wasn’t building the sales they wanted. Maybe the marketing agency (or in-house team) wanted to experiment a bit or think outside the box or perhaps were even specifically tasked to explore this media zone. Or maybe someone at the top wanted to “connect” with a younger constituency/demographic/buffet eater. “Let’s drum up some business besides the repeat customer.”

But something rose up inside of me to protest this… this… abomination.

This advertising model sucks. Corporate Facebook Fan Pages? Corporate Twitter feeds? Golden Corral? I just don’t know how else to describe it. Yuck.

Update 2: Golden Corral also has their own page on Youtube. And local Golden Corrals can get their own Twitter feeds: http://twitter.com/goldencorral/local

As for stats: nearly 30,000 fans on Facebook, 800 followers on Twitter as of this posting. Weird.

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Oh! Nothing like the overwhelming scent of goulash cooking at 8am at the senior center around the block!

I learned from Bobby D that “they say the darkest hour starts right before the dawn.”

Is the darkest hour now?

This is not what “Meet me in the morning” is about.

But maybe the goulash is good and just takes time to simmer and bake and the flavors are infused in a special way. Very special. I will grant the possibility. I must also be permitted to say that it’s a weird morning blast that no one can, or should, quite ever be ready for.

I am unsettled.

A faint whiff of fresh-cut watermelon (and not some weird watermelon-scented perfume or body lotion or spritz - or so I believe) on the subway platform (for a couple of very fleeting seconds) this morning was odd, but not unwelcome.

this is in my basement. this is scary. you do not want to be in my basement.

this is in my basement. this is scary. you do not want to be in my basement.

Yeoju Ceramics Expo

Yeoju Ceramics Expo

firemen bleed hydrant, or, blackberry pictures sure are lame

bbldldllrlrrrggghh

  • (((note: 5.2 stars on IMDB. Please!)))
  • [Earl is on the phone with Chic, the locksmith, and Vic is listening on the other line]
  • Earl Keese: Hello, Chic? It's Earl.
  • Chic: Earl! Earl who?
  • Earl Keese: Hey, no jokes, will ya? I need the name of that locksmith you used that time. I broke a key off. I got two lunatics locked in my basement.
  • Vic: [makes unintelligible noises]
  • Chic: What? What did you say?
  • Vic: [disguising voice] I said blow it out your ass, wimp.
  • Chic: Is somebody on this line?
  • Vic: Just you and me, asshole.
  • Earl Keese: [to Enid] That bastard's on the phone!
  • Chic: Well you called me, didn't ya?
  • Earl Keese: Not you!
  • Vic: Me!
  • Earl Keese: Get off the line, Vic!
  • Chic: Who's Vic?
  • Earl Keese: He lives next door.
  • Vic: Nobody lives next door, Earl!
  • Chic: That's right!
  • Earl Keese: Christ.
  • Vic: Earl, have you been drinking?
  • Chic: What the hell is going on?
  • Earl Keese: Never mind, forget it!
  • Vic: And don't ever call here again!
  • [click]
  • (((note: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0082801/)))

type slowly

I know you ALL want a USB Typewriter!


via: The USB Typewriter Makes Typing On iPad Even Slower on Gizmodo

(bonus Pavement points for the song title reference as the subject.)

Don’t mess with the skeleton bride!

Half.com recommendations for me. Weird.