Category Archives: Twitter

#hailhashtags

In high school I joined indoor track and race-walked so I could have athletics on my college resume and appear well rounded. Sports? Not my thing. Hashtags? Something I can get on board with.

Mississippi State painted a #hailstate hashtag in their end zone for a big game and HOLY HASHTAG this is brilliant. The idea is so obvious and it had never been done before! I don’t really follow baseball (that was a joke that some people may not know that I know was a joke, and end zones are for soccer football, obviously, and I knew all that before coming across this story).

This is an AMAZING way for fans at the game and at home to follow along and promote the hashtag and the game.  It’s the first time I have ever felt left out coming from a football-less school.  We can be sure to see this start happening in professional sports and all over the place. With foursquare event check ins as well, the social experience at sporting events (and all events) is sure to expand in the coming months exponentially. I raise my teacup to you, Mississippi State Bulldogs. Brava. #HAILSTATE

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Mr. & Miss. COM

Last October, my dear friend and fellow COM (College of Communication, the communication school within Boston University) student, Chris Wilcox approached me with a “quick biddie problem.” Adopting the long-adored COM concept of biddidom (being a typical, cliche, CHICK, chatting via Blackberry, rocking Uggs, and so on), Chris proposed that I be the Miss to his Mister COM and compete in BU Programming Council’s annual Mr. & Miss. BU Competition. Two students from each of the 9 schools and colleges at BU compete to wear the official Mr. and Miss BU crown, and they get tickets to some hockey game that seems to matter a lot to everyone, excluding sports-pass waiving me.

Favorite Decade Day: 60's Mad Men!

I was absolutely honored to become Miss. COM, and after a week of themed picture-taking and Facebook blasting preparation, at 7pm on Saturday, Chris and I donned our scarlet and white sashes to begin our rapid descent to rest among the other well-meaning COM hopefuls who were robbed of the chance to tweet about a University pageant victory.

Past COMtestants (Mr. and Miss BU contestants from COM) always seemed so naturally to fit the role of Mr. and Miss BU that most students make the assumption that victory is only follower-count deep. This is not the case. Let me say, Mr. and Miss CFA can rock the CFAsbah, and our questions were biased and unfair. #obvz.

Learning the opening dance sequence was the greatest challenge we faced, but fortunately my high school Drama Club Presidency (*rubs dirt off shoulders*) was spent learning many a box step, and I can work jazz hands better than Sharpay Evans.

Sharpay and Ryan, of High School Musical, dance and bop to the top

The Newlywed Game meant each contestant had to know enough about the other to guess whether they preferred Starbucks or Dunks (EASY. CHRIS IS SO DUNKS. I AM SO STARBS.) Chris and I have known each other since freshman year, so we assumed we had this in the bag. Alas, despite having found one another in a group ice breaker at the third Admissions Ambassador meeting in January of 09, Chris and I could not properly identify one another’s preferred newspaper publication. Sorry, panel of question-concocters, there’s about  A BERJILLION to choose from. #RIGGED.

Then the contest moved on to “Name that Hashtag” which put far more pressure on us than I could ever have imagined, and Chris and I froze and bombed COMICALLY and miserably when given random pictures to assign witty hashtags to. #twaddictproblems

Lastly, it was time for “TALENTS.” This was the big make or break of the show, and naturally Chris and I rewrote the lyrics to the Spice Girls classic “Wannabe” at 1pm that day, because in COM we major in #procrastination. If I do say so myself, our performance was not the absolute worst, and nothing we could have done could have lived up to the mastery of some of the other schools. I mean, CFA CLEARLY has an advantage here. Then again, one would think we’d have a leg up in the hashtag round, so #nevermind.

When it came time for deliberation, counting @DeanElmore as a follower on Twitter did NOT help the votes, and we regretfully relinquished our hopes to Mr. and Miss. CFA who did genuinely perform astoundingly overall.

Despite a treacherous defeat, Chris and I had an absolute BLAST participating and making fools of ourselves in front of the entire student body. All’s not lost, I got to put that I was Miss COM on my Linked In page, and I kept my sash. To be buried in. From that time I peaked senior year of college.

A big thanks to everyone that came out to support us!!

Childish Gambino, lame [people] never heard of it.

Follow me on Twitter and you know my affections for Childish Gambino run deep.

Last March I downloaded “EP.” Five songs that were explicit and radically offensive, and I have never listened to an artist in my life the way that I listened to Childish Gambino’s EP. I am not a huge huge fan of rap (duh) and I am not a huge huge fan of unknown rappers, but holy hashtag there was something about this dude.

Turns out, Childish Gambino is the Wu-Tang Clan name that was generated online when Donald Glover typed in his name. Donald Glover is an NYU grad whose face is familiar from his work with Derrick Comedy, writing for 30 Rock, Comedy Central stand-up, and playing Troy on Community.

Donald has been rapping for years, and once I listened to EP I unearthed mixtape after mixtape of tracks that were hilarious and brilliant. Childish Gambino’s music is lyrically intense. The jokes are comical but the wordplay is sheer genius and his cultural references are so spot on for me personally that I completely connected with his music, even though a lot of the subject matter is completely foreign to me.

When he played at The Paradise in May, I completely embarrassed myself as that girl standing in the audience shreiking along with every word with everyone around me wondering why and how I learned all these lyrics. As I mentioned, I have truly never listened to an artist or any music as repeatedly as I did Childish Gambino in those first days. Over and over and over. I’m still not sick of any of it.

I aggressively tweeted at Donald Glover (an avid tweep– no wonder I love his work!) after the show, and the nature of the venue is such that if psychotic fans (read: me) stand outside long enough you’re bound to at least watch the artist walk to the bus parked by the curb out front.

Being obsessed with his music I integrated my need to meet him into every lyric I could think of, and the night ended with me on the tourbus helping execute a postshow show at 1am, after a 2 hour set at the Paradise, performed in the foyer of a Cambridge mansion to a crowd of fortunate college students. #dreaming

With the release of his first “official” album CAMP on November 15th, Donald returned to Boston as Childish Gambino to play the House of Blues and when the entire band remembered me and our fun late night performance, I was in heaven and knew that Gambino is truly a mastermind.

Listen. or don’t if you’re easily agitated.

iLove Padrick the iPad

I’d always resolved that I had “no reason” to “get the iPad.” Like so many others, I couldn’t justify the cost for what the device truly was, and intended to be patient for the next drastically changed iPhone or wait until MACkenzie (my laptop) finally sank into retirement. Lucky me, for in September I was GIVEN one as part of my on-campus work with HBO.

I named my beautiful new device Padrick, and he has grown to be one of my dearest companions. To be fair, he is not so much my iPad as he is my HBO GO player that has significant space for other apps, but he is THE BEST. (Mostly because HBO GO is the best.)

My back is happy now that I don’t lug my computer to class everyday, and as a fossilic BlackBerrian myself, the apps alone have revolutionized my life. I KNEW the internet could be this fast. The Twitter app makes managing multiple accounts breezier than anything else, and having 3G officially makes me connectable #EVERYWHERE. And I like it.

I now cannot remember life before Padrick, and I don’t want to.

#techi

 

 

this happened.

Thanks to @schneidermike for technologically interrupting the Radian6 #Social2011 to discuss THE GREATEST DAY OF THE YEAR: FOURSQUARE DAY!!!

 

 

The Boston Globe

I got a call a few weeks back from Beth Teitell, a Boston Globe journalist, who was writing an article about Twitter followers and Klout scores. My name was passed along by Marlo at marlo marketing communications, where I had interned this past fall and successfully positioned myself as that freaky intern who is irrationally obsessed with Twitter.

I spoke with Beth for hours and a bit of our conversation made it into the FRONT PAGE ARTICLE! 🙂 check it out here!

Disclaimers: I barely go on dates period, let alone do I actually real life care about how many followers a person has, please. Also, I don’t know how much as of right now I can stand behind the validity of Klout. They’ve always been very unclear about how scores are calculated and often some user scores seem higher or lower than is logical… #JUSTSAYIN

Yeah You Got My Back Against the Wall

I was asked a few weeks ago to participate in a fundraiser for BU’s Dance Marathon, which is arguably the most advertised and hyped fundraiser event at Boston University. Yes, I do wish someone would explain to me why there are fundraisers for fundraisers, but when asked to do something for charity that seemed relatively non-committal, I chose not to ask questions and roll with it. After all, it’s for the children.

To fight pediatric AIDS, I, along with four other “volunteers” (read: BU campus folk who were sent an email & told to participate in an event for a good cause) met in BU central and were taped to a brick wall for 45 minutes, hoping that our reach about campus would be vast enough to draw students with $1 and a desire to purchase pieces of tape to suspend us.

With the handy help of tweets & aggressive commentary at innocent passerby, I was able to have many lovely supporters come out and support me (literally) and support Dance Marathon! Naturally, I insisted on having my tweeting hands free of suspension, and focused mainly on a pageantry sash/ seat-belt-like harnessing strategy.

BU icons at work!

At 5:45, “the footholds from below contestants were slowly removed” and I was not given a spotter, which was less than alright, considering I was among the first to flop shamefully to the floor. Congrats to kmac of women’s basketball who raised significantly more tape than the rest of us, and stayed on the wall for an unreal amount of time, proving that she is THE most popular.

GRAND TOTALS:

Jason Kaplan, of Dear Abbeys: $21.50

Krystyn kmac McIntyre, of Women’s Basketball: $81 (which explained her excessive suspension time & victory)

Eddie Chen, of CSC: $31.50

Myself, of ADPi: $37

Bijan, of Pi Kappa Alpha: $22

Thank you thank you thank you to everyone who came out and donated!! Grand time and such a delight.

Now donate to Dance Marathon and participate on April 2nd!!