Swim At Your Own Risk

Hi. Welcome back to my insanity! It has been way too long since I titillated, okay bored, you with one of my posts. So, here ya go!

In the last few months, I have been learning (read: more than I EVER wanted to know) about social media. I have become ubiquitous on the web. You can find my stuff on Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, Klout and more. Which brings me to today's post.

I recently joined a site called Periscope. It's another social media app that allows you to use video. This is from their site: "For broadcasters, Periscope lets you share an experience with others. Press a button, and instantly notify your followers that you’re live. Whether you’re witnessing your daughter’s first steps or a newsworthy event, Periscope offers an audience and the power of a shared experience. Most mobile broadcasting tools feel far from live. Broadcasters on Periscope are directly connected to their audience, able to feel their presence and interact. Going live on Periscope means more than a blinking red dot."

The whole thing is really cool and opens up a world of possibilities for your average kid playing with his phone to the businessman trying a new avenue. Check it out here!

Before I went to sleep last night, I checked in on my Periscope thingy. I needed to do some "following" which simply means, I found content and subjects I like and clicked something to get them to show up in my news feed. I went with pretty general topics and posters. I try to look for things that are local too.

I found something that was totally relevant about the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure that took place here in St. Louis today. So I liked the heck out of that. I was a clicking fool. And let's be sure we all understand, FOOL is the operative word here.

Race Day dawned lovely and warm here in St. Louis. And early. Holy Mother of Pearl - I mean early. What I didn't know about Periscope was that I was going to be receiving notifications on my phone any time things were posted in the genres I had chosen.

I was sound asleep (and yes, snoring and drooling in my usual sexy fashion) when out of nowhere came a WHISTLE. I thought a train was coming through my bedroom window. I jumped. I jerked. I managed to throw out my back. Seriously. I was less than amused but since it was freaking dawn o'clock in the freaking morning, I went back to sleep after verifying that I still had all four limbs.

Or so I planned.

Drifting away, dreaming of beaches and muscled lifeguards when hello - WHISTLE!!!!!!!!!!! Again, I jerked as if I was sleeping in the electric chair and someone threw the switch.

After much cursing and moaning, I managed to find my phone. Being the social media guru (guru-ess?) I am, I know about using the Settings thing and to adjust the sound and frequency of notifications. But I did this before bed last night and I was too eager to be asleep to actually think. I simply deleted the Periscope app for the moment. I went back to sleep...until the lawn mowers started up. And that crap is a blog for another day. Stay tuned for a post on How Laura Went to Jail Over Yet Another Weedwhacker Incident. I'll be adding Periscope back to my dear phone today and then I will absolutely master and dominate that app, whistles and all.

Stick around, people. I'll be sharing much more about using social media. You may even learn something. Pinterest is not just a place to find recipes! I'm going to open a new world for you.

When my back and hearing recover from the Assault by Amtrak, I'll be back again with all sorts of weird things to say. Don't forget to like my Facebook pages and you can sure share my blog and make me a happy little PoolGirl. Look on the right side of this page - stuff you can click. I know you're lazy so just click. I did all the hard work for you. As usual *she sighed* ;-)

Toodles!

Today's post isn't overly deep but instead, just fun. I love creativity. I love Halloween. Therefore.....we must look at some amazing jack o'lanterns. That reminds me of a guy I once dated. He called them Jackel Lanterns. That probably should have clued me in sooner but I was young and dumb. And he had a motorcycle and a pierced tongue. What can I say?

Anyway.... to the photos... I found all of these on the internet but don't have photo (or carving credit). For more info, I'd suggest you fire up your mouse and do some Googling.