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Archives for April 2013

The Biggest Liar In Social Media Blog Awards

April 8, 2013 by Jack Steiner 23 Comments

«Don't call me nemo!»

Let’s get something clear from the start, this isn’t going to be a post where I rant and rave about all of the evils of social media. I am not going to provide you with a list of pretentious fools who I think have gotten too big for their britches either.

Those posts are as we used to say, ‘played out.’

They are old and tired, or maybe I am the one who is old and tired. Who can remember.

What I can tell you is that I have been playing around with starting my own blog awards “program.”

Why Would I Do This?

Several years ago I started a weekly round up of posts from the dad blogosphere that I called Festival of The Fathers. I thought it was a good way to highlight interesting posts and share some link love and I thought it might lead to more traffic.

It didn’t.

I didn’t set it up with a “linky” or anything like that and because I did all the work of gathering the posts it rarely received any exposure from other bloggers.

Anyhoo, the other day I was thinking about this blog and the 873 others I write for and decided it was time to evaluate things again and figure out if I should shut down one or more of them.

It would make it easier to focus on the “important stuff,” like writing my books and focusing upon things that pay the bills. While lost in my musings it occurred to me that creating my own blog awards might present an interesting way to grow the blog.

Explosive Growth Based On A Joke

Many if not most bloggers are interested in growing their readership. Quite a few will fight to win an award, even if it is based on the “popular vote” and not “merit.”

In concept I could create a Social Media Blog Awards Contest that required all of the entrants to link to my blog in some fashion. Build this sucker properly and you can generate a boatload of back links and a bunch of new subscribers.

Since this was based on a tongue-in-cheek idea I thought about using some variation of “The Biggest Liar In Social Media Blog Awards.”

It would be a fabulously successful production that would lead to massive exposure, a book deal and would change my life forever.

Picture for a moment me sitting with Jimmy Fallon and Jimmy Kimmel on the TheJackB Variety special talking about how TheJackB line of clothing is more popular than Ralph Lauren and Calvin Klein.

I’d be erudite, witty and exceptionally entertaining, really I am pretty damn funny sometimes and humble too.

Imagine the pride you would feel because you could say you knew me way back when.

Instead Of a Trophy You’ll Get

Instead of a trophy you’ll get a clown fish or perhaps a visit from an angry monkey, the details still have to be worked out.

Hell, I am getting all kinds of excited just thinking about the possibilities. If I turn thought into action and possibility into opportunity I might be able to tell you whether you need a huge audience to be successful in social media.

The BLSMBA (now that is a mouthful) could be my ticket. It would take more work than buying fans and followers on Fiverr but not as much as “bribing” readers with cool the opportunity to win cool prizes.

Oops, did I say bribe. Someone tell the FTC that I always disclose and that I brush my teeth twice a day.

Stay tuned my friends because there is more to come but I am not going to share that with you now because like every good writer/performer I want to leave you out of breath and begging for more.

See you in the comments.

Filed Under: Blogging

Don’t Regret Not Living Your Life Part II

April 7, 2013 by Jack Steiner 6 Comments

“For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness.”

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”

“Dare to live the life you have dreamed for yourself. Go forward and make your dreams come true.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

I looked down and saw blood in the toilet and felt the anger inside me rising.  I was at that place where it was only going to take one thing to bring out in an explosive and destructive manner.

It is a piece of me I keep hidden from virtually everyone because it rarely adds value to my life and frankly that sort of raw emotion leaves me feeling far too naked.

During the rare moments when he comes out I find myself reveling in the moment, the rush of adrenaline and the “I don’t give a fuck” attitude are fun, but rarely helpful.

That boy I once was didn’t have responsibilities so it didn’t matter what he did because his actions only helped or hurt me.

That Was Then

Wedding Song– Bob Dylan
Positively 4th Street– Bob Dylan
Old Alabama– Braid Paisley
Feel Like Making Love– Bad Company

Went to bad last night feeling a bit edgy and by the time I had woken up the edge was razor sharp and I wanted to let loose. Didn’t remember my dreams but could tell they had served as a whetstone for the feeling.

It was exacerbated by the sounds of some jackass screaming obscenities. Not how I want to wake up, especially on a Sunday morning.

Tried to fall back asleep and when slumber wouldn’t come I glared at the wall and thought about whether the fool below would appreciate two hundred some pounds of angry  Jack sharing his thoughts and then something happened.

The anger just faded away.

Don’t know why, but it just disappeared. Rolled out of bed, took a quick shower and walked down the street to grab some groceries and breakfast.

The Most Important Part Of Blogging

If you are one of the scanners that subhead probably grabbed your attention and now you are wondering where I am going with this. Well, I wrote Don’t Regret Not Living Your Life about a year ago and now it is time to look back.

It is time to look back and see what sort of progress has been made. Time to use the blog as a chronicle of life. Time to tie in the Emerson quotes from above with this post and provide an introduction to one of my favorite videos.

I love the video below because it chronicles life and the important moments. I love it because I use it as a reminder about what is important and why I try be intentional and purposeful in what I do.

Sometimes I fall short, but I can live with that because I see the effort I make to improve things. I see the effort to make changes. The moments in my life that I am least proud of are usually those where something happened and I didn’t do anything.

There aren’t many of those, but I dislike those far more than the ones where I made bad choices because at least I made a choice.

I believe in action and decision.

Action And Decision

Who I am as a person and a father are two different people, yet the same.

The goal is to show my children that life is meant to be lived and that we experience a variety of moments. The people that live are those that don’t just let things happen. They are active in trying to take control of their destiny and they do what they can to be the captain of their ship.

Ask me to share something I am proud of and I will tell you that when life got hard I didn’t lie down and let it overwhelm me. I found a way to stand back up and move forward. I found a way.

It might not be the best way, but it is my way and I own it.

I don’t know when I am going to die, but dammit whenever that day comes, tomorrow or a thousand years from now my children and those I care about will know I tried to live and I didn’t just pass the days.

What about you?

Filed Under: Life and Death

Why Your Post Sucks and Everyone Hates Your Blog

April 5, 2013 by Jack Steiner 17 Comments

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Doh!

That headline is what we social media experts and uberbloggers call link bait. It is slightly more sophisticated than saying something like Kim Kardashian Sex Tape, Naked pictures of Brad Pitt or Better Than Viagra. It has one purpose and that is to get you the reader to click on it. It is kind of a weak way to go and I try not to use it too often. I prefer to be far more blatant and write something like “5 reasons you won’t read this.”

I suppose that I should be pleased that Akismet isn’t a person because those samples of link bait are guaranteed to generate quite a bit of spam. If Akky were a person he would be less than pleased to see me make extra work for him.

During the past week I have read a half dozen posts that have made me shake my head for a variety of reasons. Join me for a moment on a brief tour of the inside of my head. Mind the dust, when I turned 40 they replaced brain with a colander and it has gotten kind of messy inside there.

I am not a fan of these YouTube videos starring Hitler. I generally don’t see much value in using a genocidal maniac as the comic foil for videos and or posts. It is even worse when they are poorly written. Granted I probably have less tolerance for laughing at the man who is responsible for wiping out part of my family. I suspect that more than a few people share this in common. One person tried to explain his use of Hitler as being similar to the exploits in Jackass. There is a huge difference between showing videos of your friends farting on another and using a genocidal murderer who is responsible for the deaths of tens of millions.

And we move on.

More than a few posts discussed the proper way to comment on blogs. It took restraint on my part not to point out that telling people to innovate and be creative 25 times is not innovative, creative or particularly interesting. Sometimes less is more. That might sound funny coming from a man who has a problem with brevity but it is true.

But what bothers me more than that poorly written, ill constructed and definitely not innovative post is the general cynicism and selfish streak that seems to be taking hold in the blogosphere. I keep reading posts where people write about how much they dislike one line comments. They keep talking about how they hate reading “great post” and how they often delete those because they don’t want to be used by other bloggers as a tool for building page rank, SEO and link juice.

I take a different approach. While I prefer longer comments that demonstrate that someone read my post I don’t get upset with things like “Great post” provided that they aren’t used for free advertising. In fact if someone writes a thoughtful comment that links to some sort of commercial service I will usually leave it up.

My goal is to build a community and to create conversation. My blog is like a backyard barbecue. I want to facilitate conversation not stifle it. I don’t wander around my backyard shushing people for talking.

One last thought to share. RSS, Twitter and Facebook have really had a negative impact on blogging in two areas.

1) Fewer people come to the actual blog to read the posts. They lose some of the flavor of the blog and it is far less likely that they will click through the archives.

2) We really do share fewer links than we used to. It has been said here and many other places but it bears repeating. There is a lot of value in sharing links in blog posts. Social media is about engagement and interaction. Interact with others. Share information that you think is worthwhile and valuable and do it without trying to figure out if you will be compensated for it.

And most importantly, be nice. Good things will come from it.

Editor’s Note: This post first ran here but this is a situation where the more things change, the more they stay the same and since I was jammed for time I decided to run it again. Sadly it is still applicable.

Filed Under: Blogging

How To Raise The Perfect Daughter

April 2, 2013 by Jack Steiner 27 Comments

As Light as Air

The answer to the question in the headline is written in invisible ink, right next to how to be a perfect father, the answer to how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop and the answer to the classic blunder ‘never get involved in a land war in Asia.’

My daughter sent me a top secret note that says, “Dad, I love you, but I think we need to know everything about each other. So u write questions for me and I’ll write questions for u.”

What Questions Did She Ask?

Don’t bother asking because I am not going to tell you. It might be surprising to some of you, but I play my cards close to the vest and some things aren’t ever shared.

Truthfully it is not important what she asked to anyone but her family, but it caught my eye for a variety of reasons.

This dark haired beauty of mine is almost nine years old and far too sharp for her own good. I love that about her. I love her inquisitive nature and a million other things about her which is why I often ask myself what I can do to raise the perfect daughter because she deserves it.

She deserves a great dad and I am doing my best to be that for her, but sometimes it is frustrating because I feel like I fall short.

I Wonder About Parents Who Never Question Their Parenting Skills/Choices

I am a good father. I know that and I am willing to say I am better than most, but that doesn’t mean I never wonder if I am making mistakes. It would be foolish to not wonder about the choices and decisions I have made. It would be foolish not to ask if I could have done things better.

And it is foolish to spend too much time worrying about what has happened because it is done. I have made mistakes and I’ll make some more, but I’ll make good decisions too and that is just how life goes.

But life goes in a million different directions and some of the things my girl is going to have to deal with will happen no matter what I do.

Women and girls make me crazy sometimes because y’all (I am in Texas) do a mighty good job of beating each other up. I know a million different stories about mean girls, mean moms and mean women from all of the women in my life.

So I wonder about what I can do to help my daughter navigate this kind of crap safely.

Be A Kid

I work hard to help her be a kid. I don’t go crazy about princesses and I don’t care if she likes to play princess or watch those Disney movies. Maybe if that was her sole aspiration I would feel differently.

I talk with her about life. I listen and I remind her that her value is tied up in things that have nothing to do with looks, but society is sending other messages. Girls are and their big sisters are sending other messages.

Women in the mall tell her how pretty her hair is and how cute her shoes/dress is.

Is that wrong/bad?

Nah, I doubt it, but I wonder and worry a bit about things.

She loves to play soccer and I am grateful. Sports will help build her confidence and activity will help her in a million other ways.

But it is hard sometimes.

Daughters Are Different

Daughters are different from sons, not better or worse, just different.

I know what it means to be a boy because I was one. Some might even say I still am. 😉

But girls, well you guys just look at the world a bit differently and though I might say it is screwy and twisted I love you all anyway.

And my daughter, well, that is a different sort of love. A father’s love where I just try to figure out what I can do to help her live the kind of life she wants to live while making sure she learns to be responsible and accountable.

I Don’t Have The Answer

I don’t have the answer, but I am working on it. Call me goofy, but I keep hearing Superchicken saying “you know the job was dangerous when you took it.”

Well, that is true but it is a lot of fun too.

What do you think?

Filed Under: Children

What Happens When There Are No More Words?

April 1, 2013 by Jack Steiner 3 Comments

Generations

Five Song Snapshot:

Something- The Beatles
Head Over Heels- Tears For Fears
Come Together- Aerosmith
The Time Warp- Rocky Horror Picture Show
Gimme Some Lovin- Spencer Davis Group

There are very few real nightmares in the world I inhabit.

Take a walk through the melon on top of my shoulders and you’ll see your garden variety fear of being eaten alive and maybe you’ll understand why I have a plan for how to fight any thing that can eat me.

Shark, lion, ‘croc, hippo, tiger or snake- doesn’t matter because old Jack has an ace up his sleeve for dealing with any or all of them. Of course there is a simple rule that sharks have to fight me on land or give me a cage and a waterproof RPG, but we’ll leave the details out of this for now.

But those dreams don’t bother me nearly as much as something happening to one of my kids–that really does horrify me and would probably break me. Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t find a way to put myself back together because that is just what I do, but it would never be the same.

The More Likely Alternative

The bigger and more likely alternative to those aforementioned scenarios is the fear that one day I might wake up and discover there are no more words.

Those of you who have had the pleasure of reading these posts for the last thousand years know that I don’t believe in writer’s block. Nothing has changed, I still don’t believe in it, but I still wonder what would happen if I ran out of words.

And by that I mean what would happen if I reached a place where I simply had nothing more to say, no more stories to tell, no more thoughts to share, mull over or consider?

Five More Songs:

Going Up The Country- Canned Heat
Just Another Day- Oingo Boingo
Slip Away- Clarence Carter
Viva Las Vegas- Elvis Presley
Sara- Fleetwood Mac

Facing Our Fear

I don’t know about you, but overall I think I have done a pretty good job of facing my fear, at least the simple ones. I won’t intentionally endanger the kids or go jump in a lion’s cage just to prove I can.

There is no reason for that.

But I have done some things, headed off on mental spelunking expeditions to face the demons in the dark because I needed to do it. I did it because ultimately it gave me peace of mind and you can never have too much of that.

How about you?

Filed Under: Writing

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