Author Archives: Fuzz

Social Media Thinkers vs. Social Media Regurgitators

If there’s one thing that I don’t like about Twitter, it’s that there are a lot of people who have a lot of followers, and yet do nothing but spit out links to other people’s thoughts. I already have a link repository, it’s called Google Reader. If you want to post links, I’m totally cool with that, but instead of just saying the title of the article, give me your opinion on it.I’m following you because I want to hear what you have to say – not read the title of an article.

Do this:

Not this:

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Review: The PooGo Stick

A couple of weeks ago, I spent some time at the Global Pet Expo in Orlando with a few of my coworkers. It was probably the cutest show I have ever been to, mainly since I mostly go to shows about golf course maintenance and lawn care products.

Evidence:

Purina Puppy Global Pet ExpoAs with most trade shows, one of the best parts of the show was coming home with a bunch of new, free stuff. I landed some poop bags for cleaning up after my dog, some product called “PooYah!,” which is supposed to take the smell away from dog poop, and some Fizzion Clean pet spray – which may be the best pet mess clean-up product on the planet (*disclosure: we have a business relationship with Fizzion, but I stand behind my claim 100%). Continue reading

Don't Voice Your Own Radio Commercials

bad radio commercialsDo you know why there are so many bad commercials on the radio with business owners reading their own spots? Because it’s an easy sell. Everybody wants to hear their own voice on the radio, so for a hard-up account executive (and most of them are, these days), telling a business owner that they could “BE ON THE RADIO1!!!11!” is an extra tool for them to close the deal. 

Here’s are the problems:  Continue reading

Goodbye, Fuzz Martin Media

As of December 31, 2012, my small business, Fuzz Martin Media, is no longer. The reason? There’s really no need for me to do it anymore. While I was working at the radio station, I really needed the supplemental income. Now I’m working for a company that I love, and my wife and I are enjoying the fruits of a dual-income household. Also, after taxes, I worked my ass off for a measly $700 in profits, last year. If I was able to put more time and effort into it, I’m certain that Fuzz Martin Media Continue reading

Tell Me There's A Chance, Lance (@lancearmstrong)

I gave Lance Armstrong the benefit of the doubt for as long as I can remember. According to him, and the media, there were no positive tests against him. The only people that were pointing fingers were those who were dope cheats, themselves, trying to make a buck off of book deals. He was the champ. Everybody takes shots at #1.

Dope cheat.

Lance Armstrong. Dope cheat.

However, when the truth* came out about Lance’s past, I was pretty numb to the announcement. East German swimmers from the 1970′s even look clean compared to most of today’s pro cyclists. I wished it wasn’t so, but it didn’t surprise me.

I will say, though, that I was disgusted. For the first eight years of my daughter’s life, I had told her how Lance Armstrong is one of the best cyclists to have ever lived. I told her how he beat cancer

and went on to win seven championships in one of the most grueling sporting events to take place in the world.

Yesterday, after she had heard on the news that Lance Armstrong had confessed to Oprah about his wrongdoings, she asked me what “taking steroids” meant. That’s not something you should have to explain to an eight year old.

For that, I say, “Screw you, Lance Armstrong!” Thanks for wasting a small piece of my daughter’s childhood. It’s unfortunate that now you are going to make even more money off of your deceit.

*I am using the word “truth” about as lightly as I possibly can, at this point. All parties in this case (Armstrong, USADA, UCI, the sponsors and the witnesses) are crooks, in my mind.