TwittsMcgee and I got caught outside of last week’s Digital Something’s by a journalist named Dan Fletcher who was looking for tips for people looking to engage with social media. Fun video. At one point I saw an actor and decided to say hello, screaming at him. Then I talk about blogging as the most essential form of social media interaction. Click on, dear reader…
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In the 1st grade, I attended Allen Stevenson, a private school on Manhattan’s Upper East Side. It was an all boys school, and the kind of place with teachers who had been there for decades, and a Headmaster who literally embodied the school. One of my first memories from Allen Stevenson was story time, when once a week, the esteemed headmaster, Mr. Cole, would come into the 1st grade classroom and tell a story.
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The hill is not as spooked anymore
The hill with the factory perched upon it
Staring down the questioned town
Riddled with gentle craftsmen
For whom making mistakes
Was their breath
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