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Friday, May 30, 2014 13 comments

Top Ten-ish #HashtagFails


Aloha,

Courtesy of: MediaFunnel.com


Okay, I love Twitter so much this intro will be 465 extra characters than the 140 allowed.

Currently, I also swoon for the once maligned “number sign” aka the now cool hashtag (#)

If you don’t know, Twitter uses #hashtagged words like a key word search in #Google.

Now, some people love using hashtagged words. A. Lot.
(Under the Twitter “Trends” section, you will generally find some whacky backy #word combos :)

To honor the hashtag #InACreativeWay, here are my totally made-up ideas for a top ten bullet point countdown of #hashtagFails.

(Feel free to add your own via comments... let's see how weird it can get (keep it PG-13, people!!)
 

·         #JustinWho

·         #WannaPlayTicTacToeWithMyHashtag

·         #DoYouMissMeMySpace

·         #ITweetInMySuite

·         #inevercapitalizemytweets

·         #CoconutBrasAndGrassSkirtsAreHip

·         #AmntWriting

·         #ImMissinMyPunctuationYall

·         #HowDoesThisTweakerThingWork

·         #HoeDownThursday

 
PS… here’s a Twitter challenge: Can you please tweet this post.
 
(#YesIHasNoShame.)

Help spread the word by spreading the words.
 
(If you want to find me, I'm @markjkoopmans.)

Cheers and have a wonderful, relaxing weekend.

PPS: It’s the end of the school year… let’s all show our educators some love.

#HugATeacher.

They keep our kids from failing, right :)
 
 
Monday, May 26, 2014 20 comments

A Flag and a Flower for the Fallen...

Aloha,

On Sunday, our eldest son (6) was one of hundreds of Tiger Cubs and Scouts who met at the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific for an annual Memorial Day weekend ceremony.

Like many others, we made this visit to the "Punchbowl" a family event and once in our staging area, I decided to walk a random row of flat granite markers.

Each person had died during World War II and I soon noticed a similarity.

21.

24.

22.

It was the age of the service member when he died that struck me the most.

They were so young.

Gosh, they were so young...

Thankfully, these fallen, these heroes of the Greatest Generation, are among the thousands who will never be forgotten - especially at this time of the year.

It was truly an amazing experience to see the kids, who handled flash flood conditions with aplomb and style as they quickly transformed what is already a place of peace and tranquility into a field of patriotism and pride.

These pictures speak for themselves (click to enlarge)

A section dedicated to World War II fallen (pre-event)




Col. H. W. Weir served in two World Wars. Can you imagine?




The Cubs and Scouts get to work between rainstorms



Son No. 1 stops to read a grave marker...



About 15 mins after the Scouts began...



The rain was no match for the Scouts' determination






The Scouts made sure to salute every grave marker - even the last one

No one was forgotten...






Done, Son No. 1 asked if he could write a personal note...






...and said he would like to leave the note there...






 
"Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty."                                        - President John F. Kennedy
 
 
 





Friday, May 23, 2014 15 comments

How I Found The Write Path - the Butler/Hrezo way :)

Aloha,

The amazing Carrie Butler and her lovely co-host, PK Hrezo (sir, I know you have pronunciation problems, but please... step away from the "H") want to compile a free e-book for writers who are just starting on their road to publication, using advice from the most brilliant, up-and-coming voices in the industry.

Now that all those people have sent their entry in, here's mine :)



THE PROMPT: 
Please write a letter/note to yourself when you first started writing toward publication and include the answers to the bold elements listed below (I told them to be good… but nooooobody listens to me):

(PS: My letter is meant for the me that sat on the patio of his 27th floor Chicago apartment… on the evening of Y2K:)

- A lesson you learned the hard way:
Dude, don’t be a chicken. Writing is your passion – you’re just afraid to admit it. Get over yourself.
Grow a pair. You will?
Good.
Now, sit down, be quiet – and write the damn story.

- Something you didn’t expect about the industry.

Writers care about each other’s success. You’ve always wanted to be a part of a group. Well, here you go. Take the plunge. You’ll absolutely tread water for a while, but they won’t let you down - or drown. Trust a little – and learn a lot.

- A writing-related resource you could never do without now
Twitter.
(No, you don’t have to learn the Chicken Dance.)

It’s something on the Internet (yes, I know it sucks paying AOL a monthly fee, but that will change, too.)
Anyway, Twitter is a way to quickly share information in 140 characters or less.
(No... it’s not at all like hanging with the little animatronic people at Disney’s “It’s A Small World.)


- One thing you’d change about your journey
You need to get out of restaurant management ten years earlier, work as a server in a swanky place and then spend the extra hours writing at the library or at Starbucks (yes, the coffee place.)


- One thing you’re glad you did.
In five years, you’ll apply and get that Staff Writer position with that Florida newspaper (even though you had neither the required two-year experience nor the degree in journalism.)
Nice one, and that’s what I’m talkin’ about, dude.


- Your number one tip for pursuing publication.
You haven’t got the looks or the education, but you are such a pain in the arse when you get your teeth in something that’s important, so don’t be a big gurl’s blouse.
Don’t quit on your dream.
Ever.


- Anything else you feel is worth passing on
Dude, raid the accounts and buy about $10,000 in Apple stock – more if you can afford it.
(No, it’s not a fruit producer or a new martini drink.)

Oh, and patent the word “Google.”
(No, not gaggle, Google… seriously, why do I bother. Yes, I know I’m stuck with you. Now, go. Write.)

And, if you’re stuck, go to Harvard. (Yes, the Uni. Yeah, the one in Bahston…)
Try getting some face time with some dude called Zuckerberg.
(He’s a student, and he has a neat idea that people will give thumbs up to... some may even like it…)

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INFORMATION: 
My bonded name is Koopmans… Mark Koopmans...

You can find me on Twitter – simply click here.

If needed, the fabulous Carrie Butler has permission to use my entry in the e-book compilation.


 
Friday, May 16, 2014 24 comments

You Know You're A Parent When... #18 (The Pictures...)

Aloha,

It's been a while since my ongoing "You Know You're A Parent" series last cleared waivers, but our three little minions have been hard at work.

Thus, here we go again!

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You know you're a parent when....


...You notice a water fountain in the park isn't working quite the way it was designed...

So, instead of warning your darling, wee innocent children, you let this happen...


Papa: "Wow, I didn't know *that* was going to happen, son"... CLICK!! :)


...however, as you giggle, laugh and say, "Do it again! Do it again" while thinking you are the funniest parent evah... you suddenly remember...

There are no spare clothes in the Papamobile.

Oh.

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...You ask No.3 Son if he wants his passie, not knowing he already had one in his hands.

The results leave you a little in awe of his early signs of over-achieving...

I wonder... did Walter White use these as a toddler?

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...You are visiting the Bishop Museum in Honolulu.

While in the midst of all this beautifully preserved history that represents, in part, the people and places of Hawaii, you ask the three sons to please just stand still.

For. Just. One. Stinking. Photo.

[#CultureFail]

Please? One picture? C'mon. Just one? Ah, forgetaboutit... CLICK!! :)

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... You are walking the neighborhood with several sons.

No. 2 Son is on your shoulders and asks, "What's that?"

When you peek nonchalantly in the back of the truck, you are instantly grateful that no non-family members are around (you don't ever want to squeal in that high-pitched tone again - not even for a book launch :)

 For a moment, I thought it was my old friend, Manny Quinn... (what?)
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... and finally, you know you're a parent when the pants are alllllll the way over in the other side of the room and you decide it's ok for a pirate to keep his sword in his Pull-Ups :)

Pants? Cap'n NoBeard don't need no pants!!
 
 
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Have a great weekend, and remember... be careful out there... they may find their way back home!!!
 
 
 
 


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