It’s about loving what you do for being who you are, tooting your own horn to celebrate yourself as you tumble out of your blog right on your Facebook. It’s all about the you in you showcasing your own self to show what you got and prove why you‘re the star. The next big thing in social media: it’s so over now. The new platform was old hat before you even upped the stats while tipping your hat to the old social platforms. Why? Content. It’s all about posting original content so you can get caught in your social media network, haul yourself to shore, and fillet yourself on Twitter. It’s about drinking outside of the box, parked, with a beer on your dashboard. Upping the stat-check until the chat stacks its own status update without you. It’s about getting the apps BEFORE they are released so you get in on the ground floor as they leap from the burning upper levels. It’s about following yourself until they know that you know that the blind are leading the ditch-diggers to water. Work smart, fish smart, let the net do the work as you socially engage the fish community on social media.
Facebook boosted ads is where it’s at in posted social advertising.
Instagram is a serious branding tool for brands of any kind, especially for ranch-hands of free-range cattle, cowboys and indian tech gurus.
Boosted posts do well if you want posts to boost more frequently than existing fans or their friends.
You know your In-platform ad tracking analytics are top-notch when your train leaves without you from Big Six platform.
A signifying monkey grunted
(keyboard-clever, morals stunted)
from his perch in a digital tree.
And next, did text (quite rapidly):
“Courtship rituals won’t suffice.
Face-to-face can’t break the ice.
Instagram me! Tweet me up…
friend me, like me, buttercup.
Sentences are so outmoded –
take too long to get decoded;
primate sexting hits me faster,
steers me towards your hot disaster.
Female monkeys: send an image.
(Ain’t got time for useless verbiage…)
if your snout just might unseat me
tweet me, greet me – don’t delete me.”
Then, unpeeling fresh banana,
searched his screen for Vox Humana…