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In St. Louis, there are a few things you can always put money on. The weather will always change without notice. The Blues will always blow it IF they make the playoffs. You can always find a tweetup going on somewhere in the city.
This one, hashtagged as #tincantweetup, was at…you guessed it, The Tin Can. This particular establishment was the Morgan Ford location in South City St. Louis. It was a family friendly tweetup so the kids were out in full force. Special thanks to @Mugs13 for setting this one up. Quite honestly, when I walked in, I had my doubts as to the “family friendly” nature of the joint, but by the end of the night, no one was complaining. The floor plan is a little like a split level home. You walk in on the main floor where you’ll find the bar, some seating, the kitchen and a few arcade games. The lower level sports a pool table and bathrooms, while the upper level (which over looks the main floor) has more table seating.
What I immediately noticed about the menu was that it was Versa Dave friendly. Lots of fried, meaty, potatoey (I made that word up) goodness. I should preface by saying that we ate lunch at home prior to arriving because I had not planned ahead of time by looking at their online menu. I know better now. Since when has “already eaten” stopped me though. The kids were adamantly against eating since the bulk of their time was spent indulging in pool hustling and pinball (I’m tellin’ ya…watch out for the little one they call Dyl Pickle…she’ll rob ya blind).
I started the extravaganza off with a Tin Can special known as the Tator Tot Slop. As you would expect, this is a heaping helping of tator tots smothered in cheddar cheese, tomato, bacon and sour cream. I opted out of the sour cream (because I just don’t like it) and the tomato. I’m not a food critic and I don’t know all the good descriptive adjectives so I’ll spare you the pain and just say that it was pretty much amazing. I couldn’t have just tator tots…well, I could, but I didn’t. A pound of the Tin Can’s buffalo wings helped me wash it down. My friend @ladyquast and I have been on the hunt for St. Louis’ best wings and I think these ones just made it in the top 5.
Do you think I would stop there? If you think I would, then you don’t know me. Mr. @knquast decided he was going to get another pound of the wings as well as the G.C.B.L.T. Burger. The Tin Can menu describes this burger on their menu as, “We take our Grilled Cheese with its’ 6 slices of cheese, combine it with our BLT with its’ 4 slices of bacon, and throw a burger in the middle for good measure.” I can’t even begin to tell you how heavenly this creation is. Kevin and I split it…I wish we had gotten another one.
The rest of the time was spent stimulating my senses and sending me into an auditory overload of old friends and new friends. Between taking pictures of myself with all the ladies in the room, handing out quarters every 5 minutes to game starved children and discussing thoughts on prolific tweeters, I’d say the afternoon was a hit. It was the first time I had met @jvaragona and @citydiva…they’re both pretty cool and I can’t wait to hang out with them again.
I wouldn’t say that I was an early adopter or a revolutionary, but my presence in social media has certainly changed my life. The idea of socializing online fascinates me greatly; there is a piece of me that wishes this revolution had evolved in the 80s. Could you imagine…everyone toting their 80lb Commodore64 to the coffee shop just to “check in” and have conversation with their pals. Yes, I realize there were other methods in the 80s and I realize someone is going to stand up and say “I was using BBS long before Facebook” but the refinement of modern day social media is much more civilized than BBS (to a degree).
This past Friday night, I was fortunate enough to see a close friend of mine, Melissa Gilliam, before she moved on to a new chapter in her life. Melissa, passionately known as @MilliGFunk in the Twitterz, has been a friend for several years now. We met through Twitter, we became buddies, we hung out, we conversed, we chatted, we ranted, we shared emotions…we even walked in a parade together. I’m gonna miss this girl. She is going to change the lives of many in the Colorado Springs area. They don’t know it yet, but they’re about to get FUNKY.
As I sat among friends Friday night, we discussed our friendships and how they formed. I looked around the circle of companions. People like Karen Goodman and Bridget Frischer. People like Angela Vogel and Don Head. People like Tabitha Meyer and Michael Tomko. These were the people that made up a small portion of my circle of trust. In case you’re missing the point here, every single one of my friends that I was with on Friday night (with the exception of Don Head), I met through an online channel of sorts, whether it be Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, blogging or whatever other source you want to consider. This is HUGE! This is sort of mind blowing if you think about it. There has been a paradigm shift (like my use of business savvy terminology?) in my friend creating machine. I no longer have to stand on the loser wall in the school gym, hoping some girl is going to come by and choose me like I’m a ’78 Duster, “Ehh, this will do”. You know why I was on that loser wall to begin with? Because I, like so many others, have fears. We are genetically predisposed to have fears and social anxiety. Ok, maybe not all of us, but a lot of us.
It’s really difficult to put yourself out there and meet people face to face. The fear of rejection in person is enough to force folks to stay home and watch Dexter. Social Media has changed my life in this regard. Did you know that I’m 10x funnier online than I am IRL (that’s In Real Life for you n00bs)? Did you know that I’m ‘nearly’ 6’3″ and 240lbs? Of course you didn’t know that because pictures are not completely accurate in their projection of girth. Did you know that when I write or blog or tweet, I feel empowered? Did you know that when I speak IRL for the first time to a person, I’m often shaking so bad I have to clench my teeth? Of course you don’t know that because more than half, and maybe even as high as 70% of my circle of trust (or friends) evolved from online relationships. When I meet a person online and build that connection, meeting them in person is like shootin’ ducks in a barrel. I love it!! All of the anxiety and concern is magically dissipated. I feel at ease. And just in case you’re wondering…yes, I’ve been rejected online…it doesn’t hurt nearly as bad.
I don’t discriminate based on origin. Whether I met you at a coffee shop on a Saturday afternoon, or you started following me on Twitter, we’re friends. I like that when I tell my girls we’re going to meet friends for lunch, they say “Are these your Twitter friends?” because it gives me an opportunity to tell them that my Twitter friends ARE my friends. There is no distinction anymore. The transformation is complete.
On Thursday, the new Kohl’s catalogue came in the mail, and with it, came the standard discount coupon, 10%, 20% or 30% off. Whoo hoo…30% off!! I called my mom to go with me, as I often do. Let’s face it, regardless of how good a dad I think I am, I will still never be as cool as I think I am. It helps to have a female’s perspective when getting them new clothes.
Mom had taken Dylen to a skin care party at my sister-in-law’s house for the morning so Rhyen & I met them at Kohl’s on the Rock Road. Dylen is fairly easy to pick clothes out for – you point her to anything with skirts and the colors pink & purple, and she’s happy. Rhyen on the other hand is like a dog doing the pee pee dance – around and around we go until she finds the perfect blend of cool, punk and tomboy. I had already gone into the changing room once for Dylen and she was walking around with Nene looking for a dress. Rhyen and I had a stack of clothes to try on so we headed back to the changing room.
As Rhyen was trying on her clothes, Dylen came back with Nene and was trying on a dress. The changing room wasn’t labeled men or women, so I was standing inside the hallway. My mom is standing down a few doors and she proceeds to tell me that someone took Dylen’s changing room and they were waiting to get into the room to get her clothes out. I got a little irate about this because Mom said she didn’t say anything to the woman in the room and were just waiting patiently until she came out. I’m not that nice and was trying to make sure the woman heard me as I spoke loudly of how rude it was for her to take a little girl’s room. Just then, a Kohl’s store employee came into the hallway and asked that I leave the women’s changing room because a woman felt uncomfortable going into a room with me in the hallway. I tried to tell her that I was there for my daughters and that someone had taken her room with her clothes, but she was insistent. So I stood out of the hallway and let my Mom take care of it.
After a few minutes, Mom came out and said Dylen’s clothes were not in the room. I was losing my patience (as little as that was). Another employee helped my Mom look for the clothes in all the rooms, thinking maybe Dylen had made a mistake about which room she was in. We waited for each room to open, and still no clothes. At this point, I was beginning to get upset. The employees were running around looking for the clothes, checking all of their baskets to make sure that none of them accidentally picked up the clothes thinking they were new ones to be put back. Dylen meanwhile was running around wearing a long sun dress. I called her over to me and lifted the bottom of the dress (that hung to the ground) to expose her feet. Yep, she was wearing her boots. I considered asking her why she put her boots back on after taking her clothes off, but I thought, at least her shoes weren’t stolen.
The search went on for nearly an hour, and I was more than ready to leave. The supervisor at Kohl’s finally said she was very sorry and asked if she could walk Dylen up to the front and pay for the outfit she was wearing. The woman took my name, phone number and a description of the outfit she was wearing. She said she would call me if for some reason the clothes turned up. I was skeptical and could only think, “What kind of sick freak would steal a little girl’s clothes from a changing room in a department store??”. I realize that Kohl’s had nothing to do with Dylen’s clothes being stolen and I certainly am not unreasonable enough to think that it’s their responsibility to keep track of her things while in the changing room; Kohl’s paying for a new outfit was a simple extension of true customer service.
As much as I wanted to leave, each of the girls still needed a pair of shoes. It took another 30 minutes or so to pick up Tony Hawk size 4s and some Twinkle Toes. We made our way to the front of the store, paid for the clothes, and made our way into Snowmageddon Part Deux (yes, by this time there was at least 2 inches on the ground). We sat in the Jeep for a few minutes to get warmed up and let the snow melt off the windshield. Just then, my phone rang with an unknown phone number. I reluctantly answered it, and the woman on the other end said she was from Kohl’s and had found my daughter’s clothes. She explained that a woman had mistakenly picked them up when she gathered her clothes and put them in the bottom of her cart. I wanted to be grateful, but I also wanted to find that woman and point a finger in her face like a mother and say “Well if you hadn’t been so rude as to take someone else’s room, we wouldn’t be in this problem”.
I could give you a lot of different spins on a moral here, but the one that should really stand out is this. Kohl’s Department store went above and beyond today to make up for a bad situation that they didn’t cause. There were at least 5 employees turning every stone in the changing rooms to find Dylen’s clothes. In the end, the simple gesture of paying for a $20 dress reinforced my decision to continue shopping at Kohl’s. Expect Great Things.
P.S. While I waited for employees to search the changing rooms, I was, of course, tweeting and facebooking. Kohl’s nearly immediately responded to my tweets. I have no doubt that had the manager not already agreed to pay for her clothes, the social media team at @Kohls_Official would have taken care of us. Here’s a link to the tweet from Kohl’s.
Since I was a wee lad, I like to go against the grain. If everyone goes right, I go left. I like doing my own thing, and I won’t hide the fact that I’m a selfish person at times…selfish meaning, when I’m ready to be done, I’m done. There’s no rhyme or reason for this behavior except that I want what I want, and I want it now. We’ll call it a flaw.
Around this time of the year, everyone likes to put together their upcoming goals for the new year. Some people want to change a character flaw, maybe quit smoking or lose weight. This year, I’d like to look backward instead of forward. Why shouldn’t I remember the past year and dwell on it’s positive notes?
- I was given a fantastic promotion. Others might disagree with me because of certain variables that are attached with the move, but it’s an all inclusive bump in the system and I take it for what it is. I like that I can wake up and genuinely say that I love my job. Do I hate aspects of it occasionally? Well of course, but overall, I love what I do. I work with some amazing people that are beyond my years in knowledge. I learn something new just about every single day. I travel often to New York and get to do things that some people will never do.
- The girls and I moved into our own home. It’s not a huge house but for us, it’s perfect. I have hardwood floors now, which I’ve always wanted. I have a garage. I have a big backyard that is completely fenced; the girls can play outside anytime they want without my fear of them being lost stopping them. I have my dog Gwenny back with us all the time now. Before, I had to leave her with my parents because I wasn’t allowed to have her at the place we rented. I can paint the walls whatever color I want!! (let me add however that I will probably never paint since I hate doing it)
- I have become closer with friends than I ever thought possible. At some point in 2009, my friends pool started to cycle through. Many of the friends I have now, I have met through some sort of online presence or in some cases, strengthened an already present friendship WITH online presence. I interact with them on a daily basis. We talk, we laugh, we hang out, we go to each other’s kid’s birthday parties, we share in each other’s sorrows and joys and we even hug! I love to hug. If I have nothing to do, I can be assured that someone will invite me to do something with them.
These are just a few things that I want to ponder on for 2010. Do I have goals for 2011? Yeah, maybe, but whatever happens, happens. If you really must know what some of these goals are: lose a few pounds and go to Vegas. Pretty simple right?
Lastly, if you were apart of my life in 2010 and you helped to make any of these items happen or flourish, then I thank you. You not only have have my respect & friendship, but you can be counted as one of the people that helped shape my life. I considered dropping names, but you know who you are.
As some of you may or may not know, I recently made the decision to trade @vikversa in for a Jeep Wrangler. To give you some insight into my decision, for most of my life, I’ve ridden motorcycles. When Rhyen was born, I sold my Jeep, my Camaro and 3 motorcycles in the best interest of responsibility. That said, lately I’ve been feeling the bug for getting another motorcycle. The problem with that is that to enjoy it, I would have to get a babysitter. The girls aren’t old enough to leave alone. I began thinking of an alternative to having the wind in my preverbal hair AND having the girls with me to enjoy it. A Jeep seemed like the most reasonable choice; and so, I began my search. The image you see is the result of numerous test drives and several days of bargaining. The girls are absolutely in love with @DaisyMaeJeep. We have in the last few weeks, done some serious cruising with the top down.
My dilemma is this; my twitter handle (and Internet personality really) was born out of my Nissan Versa 3 years ago. I am known as @VersaDave. Recently I’ve been getting some flack about keeping that name in spite of abandoning VikVersa. My mindset is that I’ve already created the “brand” of my online persona and changing that name will confuse people who follow my tweets, blog, etc. At least that’s what I think.
So, I’m brining it to you. I want to know what you think.
It’s summer time. And for all you social media types, that means @tojosan’s Bring A Tweep To Lunch (#BATTL) is in full swing. Every Friday, Todd chooses a local establishment as the landing point for a potentially large crowd (like yesterday) or for as little as one person. Yes, it’s actually happened before; poor Todd was left to devour Ethiopian food all by his little lonesome.
This past Friday’s #BATTL was not limited to just one; in fact, we had 15 people (albeit 5 of those were kids). Speaking of kids, one particular spawn amazed a few of us that were lingering around post party. We were standing around talking when someone noticed that Drewbie (a 1.5 yr old boy) looked as if though he was planning a war. He rounded up all the sterling silver spoons within his tiny little reach; he pondered what position to place them in and at the precise moment, he’d strike the spoon in it’s new home. The table, you see, was of the patio variety; metal grated with the surface made up of hundreds of diamond shaped orifices. The act in itself was rather amazing to watch.
At one point, Drewbie decided apparently that a few of the spoons were just not sitting right, and like a brain-stopped artist who destroys his painting, he began to rip the spoons from their holes and created a new design. If you studied him closely, you could clearly see that Drewbie was plotting, thinking, concocting and organizing; this was not merely the ramblings of a toddler, but the birth steps of a genius.
We look forward to seeing your development Drewbie. Word of advice though, as you get older, I would advise your mother @ekcutshall that “Drewbie” may not be the most suitable name for the next Stephen Hawking.
You might remember a few months ago, I blogged about what social media did for me. In that article, I spoke of a particular woman named @chinacat, or Sonya to her friends. As much as it pains me to say this, Sonya and her son are making a cross country relocation trek in just a few short days. St. Louis has been lucky to have her as a friend, a mother, a tweep, a blogger, a developer and an adventure seeker.
As a final farewell, we will be seeing Sonya off on her journey in true social media form….a tweetup of course! On Wednesday, October 21st, join us at The Atomic Cowboy from 6-10pm. Come say hi, remember old times, create a new memory and say goodbye to a friend.
Feel free to let @atomiccowboystl know that you’re coming and use the hashtag #SeattleCatTweetup to let everyone on Twitter know where you’ll be hanging out.
For years my mother always said I had an outgoing personality and was full of life. That may be true on most days and to some regard I have always been fairly vibrant in my social skills. Somewhere along the line though, there was a paradigm shift and my personal life took a slight left turn. Can I trace it back to any one particular event? Probably not. Am I just getting old? I hope not. Trends aren’t started because of ONE particular thing; ok, maybe they are (ie Michael Jackson and his red jacket). In this case, I’m confident in saying there were a multitude of resources that contributed to my evolutionary change in social personalities (yes, I know it’s plural and I meant it to be).
Society is over-run with social media networks these days. They are blasted in our minds all day long and for me to run down a list of them would just be superfluous at this point.
You can literally find a network for just about anything you’re interested in whether it be careers, industry driven, micro-blogging, photos/videos, and of course just you’re every day ordinary friends network. I’ve even seen one such site that tailors to a specific person. Imagine that…having a social media network that is engulfed with the haughty likes of one individual. You think that’s vain? Maybe, but it’s the internet.
Some, of course, have taken the approach of building their business with such resources. I don’t fault the hard working entrepreneur for wanting to advocate his/her business. After all, we all make futile attempts to market ourselves while scavenging through the virtual highways. All I ask is that they respect the members of the community.
As for me, I have nothing to promote or sell. Unless of course, I’m marketing Versa Dave as a brand, in which case, I am my biggest fan. As shocking as this may sound to some of my more seasoned readers, there tends to be a bit of shyness that kicks in when I’m in public meeting people for the first time. I imagine myself ackwardly stammering over my words in a new meeting or curling myself in a ball, tucked tightly on the loser wall. Over the years I’ve realized that it’s not necessarily that I’m lacking the self-confidence to project my existence, rather I fear the rejection that comes with lack of conversation or shifty eye movements.
Experience has given me circumstantial evidence that if I don’t feel a sense of openness from a person or crowd, then my chances of succeeding are narrow. There needs to be some kind of “open arms” mentality in order for me to progress. I don’t expect you to hug me or give me the fist-bop, but I need to know that you’re willing to speak to me and indulge in a real conversation without judging the situation or me.
For example. My buddies have told me on more than one occassion that I lack the gusto to go talk to a girl that I may find interesting or attractive. Why? Because that’s how society has bred our 21st century females. I’m sure my theory will be proportionately blown out of the water but it deals with security. Alot of women will assume that the reason you want to talk to them is so that you can get something (you know what I mean). Some women guard themselves so much with privacy gates built with Coach purses that a man is immediately intimidated into running in the other direction. This is a generalization of my experiences and in no way is meant to offend all women or characterize the entire gender.
Social media offers me this…an “in”. I can be me without hesitation or reservation. There are others like me…so many others. Even with the exchange of words over tiny pixelated strokes of ink, my confidence to talk to someone & socialize with them grows exponentially! There have been countless times when I met someone online and in our very first live assembly, I can converse like we’ve been friends forever. My true personality shines through and I’m open, free, and relieved of any fear because the barriers have already crumbled!
I contemplated how I would drop names in this article because while I have met many many friends, there are a few who have stopped my heart. If you are not mentioned, please do not be hurt. Your absence from this list does not mitigate our relationship at all. Also keep in mind that these are people I met THROUGH social media…hence proving my point of what social media does for me.
- @princessleah7x: Leah is one of the most exciting people I know. Mostly due to her young spirit I’m sure, but her attitude in life shines through in almost everything she does. She’s a sweetheart and has always been there for me to talk, lurking in the background of my Twitter stream and ready to DM when trouble hits.
- @mdhugo: Matt is an interesting situation because years ago, we worked for the same company, but not directly together. I knew OF him. It wasn’t until Twitter that we connected as friends. Matt and I have similar personalities. I value his input not only as a friend now, but also for his professional stature. I can honestly count him as one of my best friends now.
- @chinacat: Sonya was one of the first St. Louis based friends I ever made (at least in the first 10 I’d think). Her quirky geekiness is what appeals to me and her lively speaking tone is what holds me. I can talk to this girl forever it seems about literally nothing, but still have the most fun ever. She’s a rare breed and one that any network would be better off for having.
- @bekahclark: Not only does Bekah provide a witty sense of humor but she also knows how to be a friend. I don’t have many friends that fall outside of a +/- 10 year age difference, and Bekah falls right on that cusp…but I wouldn’t trade her for nothin’ (except maybe a lifetime supply of Kraft Macaroni & Cheese). She can get me riled up or she can bring me down from elevated blood pressure. Did I mention Bekah also drives a Versa? Same color and everything.
- @tgrossner: Tim and I work together…sort of. It’s a big place but we would have never begun a friendship if it weren’t for Facebook. As some people do, we befriended each other based on the fact that we both were employed by the same company. Tim reached out his hand though and we quickly became what I deem best friends after going to a Mother Grove concert. He has and will for years to come, be a staple of my life with his relentless acts of kindness. His family is top notch!
- @tojosan & @nanna_j: Todd and his wife Sharon are two of the nicest people you’ll ever meet in St. Louis. Todd’s commitment to the social media scene is unparalleled. I have always felt nothing but honesty and respect from Todd. Sharon is an absolute pleasure to talk to. Their happiness is clearly visible when they walk into a room and it intoxicates everyone. I love that even with Todd’s local fame on this scene, when I’m having a bad day, he & Sharon have time for me….and that makes me feel special knowing I have friends like them.
What does social media do for you? Does it provide an outlet for your emotions? Do you get to meet new & interesting friends? Are you promoting your business? What ever it is, I hope you’re happy. And remember, you’ll reap from social media only that which you sowed.
In the beginning…there was Dave.
Many of you have probably wondered where Versa Dave came from; some of you have even asked. It’s not much of a story, but I’ll tell you. About 2 years ago, after my divorce, I was left with a mini-van (2001 Mercury Villager). While it was extremely comfortable and easy to tote the kids around, it was certainly no symbol of my new single life. I ventured around for a little bit, test driving cars, checking prices and reviews, and eventually ended up on a Nissan dealership lot. I drove the Nissan Versa and was very happy with it. While it appears to be small on the outside, the headroom is astonishing. I’m nearly 6’3″ and 225lbs, so rollin’ in a sub-compact wasn’t top on my list. 2 days later though, I rolled off the lot in my very first brand new car – a 2007 Nissan Versa S.
I went with the 6-speed manual because it made me feel more like a racer despite the only 135HP churnin’ and burnin’ under that hood. One night a few months later, I was out with my best friend @jameyboy and his girlfriend. I can’t recall the exact conversation, but out of the blue, Sarah says, “Awww, Versa Dave”…and it just stuck like a bug in hot tar. Jamey and I gave each other a celebratory fist pounding and exclaimed “Shake and Bake” (another story for another time) and ever since then, I’ve just been Versa Dave.
When I realized that my life long ambition was to become a social media geek, I carefully pondered what my web personality would be named. Versa Dave seemed to be the obvious choice. And really…that’s all there is to it.
Here’s the first photoshop of Versa Dave with @jameyboy:
If it hasn’t been coined already, then I’m taking ownership of it; MSMP – Multiple Social Media Personalities. I know I can’t be the ONLY one, so there has to be other confirmed cases out there, and I will find you; we will band together like a group of overweight, caffeine addicted alcoholics on a Monday night.
In the old days, and by old, I mean 10 years ago, mainstream social media was limited to the diseased AOL communities. Let’s keep in mind, I’m not talking about the underground g33ks that have been using BBS for decades now. I’m talking about the spruced up glamour show of socialite gatherings that bring out even Grandma and her bingo buddies. My Papa (Grandpa to all you in-the-box thinkers) has been using AOL since it’s inception and somewhat of an icon among the stroke survivors of AOL. He leads chat rooms, he holds discussion boards, he’s constantly chatting and emailing information of all kinds…but he is infamous…known by one name, OlSmokey.
I on the other hand find that there are parts of my life that I just don’t wanna share with everyone. Maybe I’m selfish, or maybe I’m smart. Everyone’s heard of Facebook’s privacy terms of agreement debacle awhile back…as soon as you put your stuff out there…the world owns it. I have friends and family on my Facebook page that I just don’t want to share my intimate moments with at all times. My Twitter pages seems to have no reservation though about what is TMI. I’m sure you’re all thinking, “But your profile on Twitter is public.” True…but the ones I wanna hide it from, aren’t looking for it. I know who my target audience is in both arenas and I play to them.
The important thing to remember is, your privacy is your most valuable asset. It can be diminished with such little effort in these days of technological warfare. When you tweet or update your status on Facebook, be sure you’re ok with the entire world knowing. In fact, maybe even ask yourself every single time, “Do I really want the entire world to know that I’m sitting on the can while tweeting.” (Which by the way, I’m ok with people knowing I do).
While my multiple personalities disorder is self-inflicting, it’s not necessarily a bad thing. I think that there are some APIs out there that serve invaluable, but the one I won’t use is Twitter –> Facebook. I have to go now, my Facebook side is asking to use the computer.
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