I admit it – I suck at social media.
I’m not talking about the number of followers I have on Twitter or the number of likes on the new POP GOD Facebook page, although I’m always wishing I had a few more.
I’m talking about the way I use these incredible technologies.
Ever since I got an iPhone I’ve been a lot more connected to Facebook. In the back of my head I was afraid this might happen.
What was once a fun hobby has become an annoyance. I don’t even really enjoy Facebook anymore. Yet I can’t look away.
I still check it religiously, wondering if I missed something important, if someone posted something interesting, if someone tagged me in something or liked my post.
Nope – just another baby picture or irrelevant political opinion.
I used to think the problem was with all of my Facebook friends. Now I think the root of the problem is in myself.
I don’t think my friends have a problem with over-sharing on Facebook. I think I have a problem with over-consuming. Continue reading
I downloaded a new app for my iPhone a few weeks ago called Timehop. Timehop presents your day in Social Media History, allowing you to travel back to your posts across Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and just about every other outlet (except for Myspace).
It also has an adorable dinosaur named Abe for a mascot. He’s at least 10% of why I downloaded the app.
Timehop is pretty neat. Looking back at all your old status updates and tweets is more fun than you might think. Our old social media posts exist in a weird realm of the internet. They seem so important at first – important enough for us to stop what we’re doing and let the world know exactly what we are doing.
Then, moments later, they disappear, slowly scrolling down our news feeds until they’re simply yesterday’s news.
As fun as it is to look back in history, it’s also a little depressing. Continue reading
A picture is worth a thousand words. And when a thousand words aren’t enough, we use Instagram.
People of my generation (myself included) can’t seem to post a picture without putting a fancy filter on it. Whether it’s through Instagram, Facebook or Twitter apps, or even just on the iPhone itself, no picture feels complete without adding a little tint to it.
Why is that? Why don’t we think a normal picture is good enough anymore?
***Last week on the blog I asked for your requests and ideas for POP GOD. This week we have our first reader-requested post from my friend Ogden, who asked for a post on Hanson’s classic song “MMMBop”. If you have a current or classic pop culture item you’d like to see discussed on POP GOD, leave a comment and I will make your request happen:
Has there ever been a song quite like “MMMBop”?
In 1997 the Hanson brothers exploded onto the pop scene with arguably the most infectious and nonsensical song of the 90s.
Everybody knew “MMMBop”. A lot of people still know “MMMBop”. Just play the video if you can’t quite remember the song and it should come rushing right back to your brain.
(Click Here if you can’t see the video above.)
You can sing the chorus right now. It’s just a bunch of nonsense bebops and dubadops.
But do you know the rest of the lyrics? Can you sing the other verses of “MMMBop”? Continue reading
What is Christmas supposed to feel like?
Living in Georgia the past 20-some-odd years, I’m beginning to wonder.
Growing up I’ve always thought Christmas was supposed to be feel like winter, interchangeable with snowflakes and hot chocolate and wool sweaters.
So how come it’s December 9 and still 75 degrees outside? Continue reading
Seen any good movies this summer? What was your favorite: Iron Man 3? Despicable Me 2? Fast And The Furious 6? Something without a number in the title?
When advertising a new film, a marketing company’s job is to make you feel like you need to see a movie immediately. And now with Twitter if you don’t see a movie the moment its out you’re also subject to spoilers across social media.
In the summer season success is not measured in how much money the movie makes during the 8 or so weeks it sits in theaters. It’s all about the opening weekend. Continue reading