(just for fun, no harm intended, i am slowly getting my groove back after years of corporate abuse and i owe it all to younger peoples )
Okay, so I’m blogging, being real, commenting like a responsible semi-adult who hates too much seriousness, heck, I’m even twittering. I belong to six or seven social groups and I make the scene from time to time, my name is Mike, but I sometimes go by mfarmer, sometimes by M, sometimes by mdfarmer so I might be mistaken for a doctor, but my middle name is David so you see the D is for real.
I’ve met swell people and smart people and people people and making new connections all the time. I’m a real estate broker by trade and my hood is Savannah, Ga — this is what I tell all the people I meet online — I’m branding.
I’m big on photos and looking into video, I learn all the time about new ways of walking and new ways of talking and I practice it on Twitter so that I might snap some jazzy lines here and there. In a sense it’s all about jazz online as I see it, cause I was raised with Kerouac and the beat thang, so it comes to me like a hungry dog. Jazz marketing sort of, a bop, a be bop, a bidddledy de dee bop and so forth. Remember me, I’m saying, when you got biz going down, when a little love’s to be shared. Social I am, my name is Mike. I sell a little here, a little there, I’m no mega, but I have fun and I like you.
I do a good job, transparently, I might add, but it’s not ALL about me, I’m working on a team concept, except I got lazy this weekend and, well, you know, I need rest, and sunshine, and i ain’t gonna be productive til Tuesday.
The people in the social connection network media transparent blogging being real thing is nicer than I imagined, so I’m getting out there and that’s all i had to say except i like U and my name is mike and if U R ever in Read more