Pinterest for Men

Just because the front page of Pinterest is laced with spring fashions, outrageous makeup tips and wedding inspiration … doesn’t mean it’s not a place for the men of the Internet. Dudes, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em (and try to keep up). You’d be surprised at the amount of crude humor and plethora of Ron Swanson-isms you can find over there.  If that’s what you’re into.

Point is, Pinterest is not exclusively feminine fluff  as opposed to the opinion of Glen Stanberry, Gentlemint creator. Women do make up 80% of Pinterest users so it’s no surprise we pollute the front page with female-centric prettiness and OCD organizing inspiration. However, that doesn’t mean men can’t build – and unearth – some quality ideas for their manboards.

Pinterest doesn’t discriminate. And I know you, men, are a little bit interested, right? You’re welcome for ignoring that obvious pun, too.

Think of all the possibilities for manboards. Examples can showcase a slew of poker tips and matching cigars, microbrew recipes and small batch moonshine, your favorite steak joints up the California coast or the various breweries you’d like to tap. Perhaps you prefer a sports angle and create a board with moronic slow-mo mishaps for a mid-day laugh or photos detailing the Apple Cup saga, complete with Husky domination. Or maybe, for the BBQ masters in the family, you pin rub recipes and marinating advice. Surely the handymen can find top notch ideas floating freely in the Pinterest universe. I’m predicting it’s only a matter of time before Bobby Flay and Holmes hit the boards … unless Gentlemint is smart enough to get them first.

Hopefully you can see the possibilities of  manboards on Pinterest. Here are some great examples of Pinterest men and their boards I dig:

Timothy Carter – Social Media Infographics

Ryan Hodgson – My Photography, Rock Climbing and Jimmy

The Family Handyman – All of them are awesome

Dan Gordon – Watches

David Hoang – Design Tools and Inspirational Campaigns

Chris Pirillo – Storm Troopers

Gary Vaynerchuck - Wine

Really, Pinterest is ideal for the do-it-yourself renovators, repairmen, gadgeteers, world travelers, business men, gym rats and the list goes on. There is a whole ecosystem of forums, blogs, social networks and videos catering to all of these cultures — Pinterest allows you to transfer those online tips, manuals and inspiration into your own, organized forum.

For all the men who do use Pinterest, what was your reason?

Ellen DeGeneres, J.C. Penney and the Social Protester

Going viral is no longer reserved for cute kittens and babies biting fingers. The Internet – and its playground – aren’t just for techies anymore.

The recent uproar by Ellen DeGeneres and Gay Rights advocates to keep the talk show host as J.C. Penney’s spokeswoman has been acknowledged by many as a victory for the exhilarating influence of the Internet. The Stand Up for Ellen campaign, sponsored by GLAAD,  has attracted some 39,000 signatures and gained several more supporters who have voiced their opinion elsewhere online. The flood of virtual support has, no doubt played a huge role in reassuring the retailer to stand by their decision.

The boycott against J.C. Penney, staged by hate family group OneMillionMoms.com, comes on the heels of other Internet-driven successes, such as the Susan G. Komen and Planned Parenthood reversal last week, Bank of America’s $5 debit card fee turnaround late last year and the prevention of the overcritical Stop Online Privacy Act in January.  Hell, even Bill O’Reilly (he – the man who claimed Jennifer Aniston was ‘destructive to our society‘) is uncharacteristically leaning to the left in support of Ellen by likening the campaign to McCarthyism. Go, Bill.

While some may contend that the  power of social media isn’t the most significant element at play, I have to disagree. I understand that it’s ultimately the people who believe in the cause that spark the voices and actions. However, social media intensifies and accelerates the issues and the voices against the change. Everyday Joe’s are now able to use the power of the Internet as their outlet to procure a voice in mainstream media. How are decision makers, politicians and established power players taking this? Well, just ask Karen Handel. I think shocked might be an understatement.

Yes, some of these causes may have transpired into real-life protests in the past, but that’s not a style that suits everyone.  I would rather send a tweet or sign an Internet petition than take a day off work to shout on a sidewalk. And even though some may choose to take the “virtual route”, their opinions are still as important. Social media provides a vehicle for the social protester.

Make your haters, your motivators” – Ellen DeGeneres

Leaking the Super Bowl Ads


I already have a favorite Super Bowl commercial and it’s not even kick-off.

We all know the broadest appeal for the Super Bowl is the commercials. Even people who don’t like football make sure to tune in. And really, there hasn’t been an exciting half-time since 2004. The proof is in the spend – millions and millions of dollars are spent on these spots each year. If so much money is invested in this type of real estate, why the hell are the ads coming out a week in advance?

The first ad I saw came by way of the Today Show - the Ferris Bueller inspired Honda CR-V commercial. The teaser would’ve been enough for me (and I’m sure gotten enough buzz on it’s own) to tune in, but no, they gave it away. All of it. And they’re not the only ones. So far we’ve been privy to The Dog Strikes Back (Volkswagen), David Beckham’s nudie tats (H&M) and hot girl body paint (GoDaddy). There are slew of others and only if you’ve been living under rock have you missed this premature phenomenon.

The allure of the Super Bowl ads? Kind of gone. I don’t usually like surprises, trust me I try to sneak a peek at all birthday and Christmas gifts but this, I’m a little annoyed about.

I like football, I watch the game, I even understand it. But the commercials are level playing ground. Everyone gets satisfaction out of the suspense and entertainment they offer. Plus it creates a weird sort of camaraderie outside the game – the sportless minds get to weigh in on the hoopla. Isn’t that the fun part? All the ones I’ve seen so far have caught me off guard. Plus, I was alone. And sober. They’re just not as funny in this condition.

And yes, I’m totally being a curmudgeon. I just don’t get it. If they’re trying to involve the digital world or entice excitement … I think they’re doing it all wrong. The ads will still be shared several times post-Bowl and I’m sure Tweeted like mad in real time. So I ask, what’s the rush? These guys already spread like wildfire, why the need for an extra spike in awareness? Proof you can O.D. on Super Bowl ads.

I know people will still watch and I’m hoping the ones that refused to give all away, the ones that only released teasers, will give us that jolt of surprise and obnoxious laughter we all look for during the break.

I guess the upside is that we can all actually take pee breaks and refill the chip bowl without missing any action.

What do you think? Do you like seeing the ads earlier then game day?

 

What I Learned in 2011

I hate the idea of New Year’s resolutions. My brain just doesn’t work that way. I believe in holding yourself to standards and goals but only when you’re ready, not when the calendar says you should be. The start of the new year is very refreshing, a new way to mark your accomplishments and plan ahead. But it’s all to often the bright shiny object that loses its luster too quickly.

Instead of hanging all my hope on the year ahead, I like to look back and see what I learned from the year passed and how I can grow with the lessons – fortunate or not – that life threw my way. If you aren’t learning, how do you expect to change yourself? Life is about moving forward, not covering it up and starting over.

#1 Grandpas getting sick doesn’t get any easier to handle the older they get.

#2 Just ask if you don’t know – there is no such thing as soup cream. Realizing there could be a texting error in your grocery list could potentially save you several minutes wandering aimlessly down the soup aisle.

#3 I found a great escape . . . a small dose of sunshine that reminds me how sane I actually am.  Jersey Shore and Real Housewives will never get old. And that’s okay.

#4 I rediscovered books this year and gained more confidence in my professional self. I learned the importance of self-reliance and becoming a tireless seeker of knowledge. Reading is knowledge. Knowledge is confidence. It’s just what I needed.

#5 I was burned by an employer I trusted too much and I promised to never let it happen again. I am amazed at how much others will take advantage, but I won’t forget.

#6 I understand that old people die. But you will never be ready to lose your grandparent, no matter how long they’re sick or how many birthdays they’ve had. Judging by my mother’s loss in her sense of self and identity, losing a parent will only be harder. I’m so thankful he was at my wedding. And cry that he’ll never see my babies.


#7 Connecting with like-minded women has been one of the most important things I’ve found in my 20s. Refreshing, inspiring and exciting for the soul and the mind.

#8 Fifth place will never feel good enough. I hurt for him when he loses. He loves it so much.

#9 “We all bleed red. We all taste rain. We all fall down and lose our way. We’re all the same.” Sometimes people don’t see this and you can try your damnedest to show them but they don’t. It’s never easy to give up. But I’ve learned sometimes, you have to.

#10 This year my parents went through more pain than I have ever seen them in. I learned they are human beings, destructible, sometimes they second guess themselves, other times, they need reassurance. Sometimes you need to take care of them, initiate the phone call, tell them you love them and offer them a hand. They want compliments, love and to be bragged about just as much as you do as their child.

#11 We did a deviled egg toast and missed him dearly.

#12 Holidays are hard when you get married and make a home far away. As much as I love and miss my old traditions, I know things will never be the same. The old life is fading – some pieces are holding on and some have long gone. I look back with sadness that they’re no more but I also know, that new traditions are starting and I’m so excited for them. The transition period is shitty, hard and beautiful all at once.  I have to remember to focus on the beauty of the “new door”.

#13 Losing a pet . . . that one is hard to swallow but something I have to understand. It tears me up.

#14 Job hunting tested my character and self confidence. I had to really dig down and figure out just how freaking awesome I really am.

#15 Oklahoma Thunder was NOT inaugurated in 1967. Sonics were. This kind of pissed off will never go away.

#16 I learned to like my coffee black, eat sushi and make gravy from scratch. I also learned to care about reading and watching the news every day.

#17 I finally understood I had to let some friends go. You can grow a part from your childhood and still be fond of the people and things that made it what it was. While this scared me at how far away childhood has become, something changed in me. I saw myself let a little piece of that go. It’s scary and amazing all at the same time. It’s nice to talk about where you’ve been but nothing will ever beat talking about where you are going.

#18 All the things I thought my parents “just knew”, aren’t intuitive. You have to make an effort to learn the basics in life. Like what you should really get done when you change your oil, how to make chicken soup when your husband is sick or what medicine is best for the current ailment. And you know what, it’s okay to be proud after each small feat you do on your own.

(I had to text mom this picture because I was so proud of myself)

#19 At 26, I still love birthday presents like a little girl. I just don’t enjoy the number that comes with them.

#20 Chesney’s belly is indestructible – dark chocolate, Swedish fish and face wipes are nothing. I’ve learned to call the vet and freak out a lot less this year.

#21 I realized my choice in souvenirs are a great insight into where I am in life and how far I’ve come. I’ve gone from key chains to shot glasses to coffee mugs. . .

#22 Cancer will forever chill me to the bone – no matter who, no matter when, no matter where. It will never make sense.

#23 I learned that if you wear a pretty red bow in your hair when you are forced to play in your husband’s flag football game, you get yelled at a lot less.

#24 To be misunderstood is a great tragedy in the face of personal growth. It’s confusing. Trying. Sad. You have to make the  choice to live misunderstood and know you’ll never be able to really get across your hurt, anger, love, care, trust, etc. or live according to others’ threshold for the truth and continue on, painfully unnatural. You have to find a balance or make a choice as to whose feelings you want to live for.

#25 All of us – the strong, weak, talented, smartest, the have-it-all’s – we all want to play the victim in our own way. The “right-to-be” wrong rears its ugly head so easily in human nature. We’re all guilty of it so maybe we just need recognize each other and their contributions more . . . no matter how big or small.

#26 From my parents’ arms to my husband’s arms . . . I’ve learned to trust my heart, let go a little and really enjoy the life I’m building. And that letting go, even that little bit, doesn’t mean I care less. It means I’m finding myself. As an adult, as a family, as a wife.

#27 Closer to 30 than to 20 this year, I’ve realized I’m doing a good job in my 20s. Though I may complain about them, I know I’m using them to learn and grow and find myself and my dreams. To get the job I love and marry the man I want to have babies with. I’ve seen people get stuck in their 20s . . .staying closer to the person they were in college or even high school. I used to feel left out …left out of the fun and left out of important relationships. I’ve come to understand that I’ve moved forward through failure, I didn’t let myself get stuck. All those times of doubt, not knowing myself, feeling left out and friendless…they weren’t all for not. Not even a little.

So, however you chose to ring it in – whether it was making a promise to yourself, setting goals or following a passion – Happy New Year. What were your resolutions?

amazed by the ordinary

Last weekend we took grandma out in Bellevue and Seattle. She’s never been here. Coming from Ellensburg, there were a so many views and ports of creativity spewing from every corner, boat and weirdo that  my grandmother was amazed by everything. I was amazed by her.

Every new fixture and light display was breathtaking to her. Even our iPhones and the Kinect we made her play were marveled at for some time. Whatever it was she was taking in it was fully taken. Not half-assed, not assumingly and not without recognition of it’s beauty . . . even if it was just the ugly Fremont Troll in all it’s grandeur.

There’s a difference between accepting something simply because you understand it and another to feel alive in it’s presence. That’s what grandma allowed to happen this weekend. She got the beauty of it all. My sister and I hung a sign on the Fremont People that weekend, welcoming her to Seattle in true “holiday” fashion – and complete with a shitty hang job and soggy decor. She didn’t care. Or more importantly, maybe she didn’t see it. She cried.

A timely lesson that grandma taught me by just being her – live in the present, and less in the past or the future. When you do, you see the beauty in what is happening around you. You appreciate. You live. You make others feel important.

This holiday season I challenge you to look around – not with critical eyes but with an understanding that everything around you was created through a manifestation of choices, care and love. Whether it is the ugly Fremont Troll or your puppy playing in the snow for the first time.

Can you completely live if you don’t allow yourself to be amazed every once in awhile?

Kadee

P.S. I’m making a video of the weekend to give to her as a Christmas gift this year. I’m going to shamelessly use an N*Sync song. Afterall, it’s about the words, not Justin Timberlake’s boy-band, tease-worthy braid phase.

Too much listening. Not enough talking.

My career Achilles . . .

I hit the ceiling on mental progress and I blame it on my inability to craft opinions within my industry. Or maybe it’s a lack of confidence in my own right to be wrong.

Whatever it is,  I need to start talking, debating, agreeing, disagreeing, calling out, asking questions, admitting confusion and being okay with just plain not knowing – just get it the hell out. It’s the only the remedy.

Does a learning threshold even exist? I hit it, regardless. I can’t seem to organize my thoughts, muster creativity or even remember something stupid like the word you use for a twice yearly event.

It’s as if my brain stopped working. Or maybe it’s just telling me to give it a break. Clean it out before I can index anymore useless social media tips or figure out how to effectively measure RT’s. Enough.

After all, every sponge needs a good ringing before it can soak up more mess, right?