Showing posts from January, 2014

She's Lost Control Again

First off, I have no idea why I keep using lyrics as blog titles, but I've done this many times in the past as well, so... Yeah. Let's just pretend it makes me cool. This is another cautionary tale about robots. Recently, my husband and I downloaded the My Fitness Pal app. Have you seen this? Have you heard about this? It's really quite amazing. You log your height, weight, and measurements, then tell it what your goal is. Mine, as I assume most people who use this would be, is to lose weight. It then spits out a complete nutritional breakdown of what you should eat in a day. For me, I want to lose twenty-five pounds. It's a reasonable goal and honestly, I may have gone a little overboard on the holiday binge eating, so it's not like twenty-five pounds is going to make me bone thin, just healthier. Plus, for me, my biggest issue is cholesterol and staying withing a normal hemoglobin A1c level, so now I can track my fats and sugars instead of just calories. How

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I Told You So

Read THIS ARTICLE then go back and read THIS BLOG POST that I wrote a while back. And you thought I was being funny... I welcome out new Google overlords.* *And would like to remind them that that this message was written on my Nexus 7 Android tablet. *Also: Please accept this as my application for the position of Princess Robot Commander .

Social(ly Awkward) Media Part 2

So it's been roughly a year since I threw myself to the social media wolves. That should have been plenty of time to get the hang of this whole being clever and engaging thing, right? Er... As it turns out, I'm simply not good at social media, and I'm okay with that. Here's what I've learned: So far, Facebook seems to be the best platform because it's the most honest. I don't have a lot of followers, but those that do follow me do so because they chose to. I get to say whatever crap comes to my mind and people respond or not as they see fit. What I don't like is how Facebook seems to suppress certain posts, specifically, those with links to my books or this blog. They do this because they want me to pay to boost my posts. I can't pay them because I need sales to make money. It's a bit of a vicious cycle. Twitter is just terrible. I am officially doing Twitter wrong. Twitter requires a LOT of interaction with strangers who will push your wor