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66,000 Miles Per Hour. Marketing Science by Byron Sharp. Never get out of the boat. Talent imitates, genius steals. The Big Apricot - Simon Lamey. The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod. Confessions of a Wannabe Ad Man. We do qualitative research, observing and having conversations with people, to help organisations to communicate better.
The changing digital media landscape and occasional musings on travel. How Joost lost its way. It was pulling out of consumer-facing services. Where did it fail where Hulu succeeds? When breaking a new product category, be modest, even if you were the founders of Skype.
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I told him about the hare. I think I saw a creature come out of the wall. There was moonlight on the wall, a long stretch of it. I think it was a hare.
Now defunct pop blog; archived. Actually Crazy For You is pleasant enough, if hugely derivative, melodic indie. And there is at least one microLOL in the video. Wow, the whistling guys livened up a bit! But this is more like it! ANYWAY, .
And worth having fun about.
Opinions about surveys, sampling, big data, charts, statistics, and more. This list shows the gender ratio of speakers at marketing research and related conferences during 2018. Yes, there is far more to diversity than gender.
This blog is a place for publishing poems composed or shared at club meetings, and perhaps for posting club minutes as well. Anyone who has shared a poem at one of our meetings is invited to the blog and welcome to post! Thursday, February 3, 2011. Another day, another chore, another empty bucket. I hear a distant splash as I let the pail plummet. Then heaving, yanking, pulling, tugging.
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In a crowded mind something was bound to fall out! Saturday, 16 July 2011. The Slow Song to Bethany. The sea echoes forth with its weary tide. Slowing to lick precious salt from my toes. Its beating wings build to a crescendo. In spray of white and wind. The sea sings of carrying me away,. Its retreat beckons me forward, to the. Watery depths where Poseidon reigns. And justice hangs on a trident. Cool ripples of watery hands clinging. To my warm flesh, their slippery fingers. Holds fast, planting my roots.
Uppity young women with something to say about the state of the Union and the Commonwealth. Sunday, May 14, 2006. The one where she scolds our generation for our laziness. They think work is a four-letter word.
Sunday, December 18, 2011. Now that I am working full time the posting will be much more sparse and I apologize. But every once in a while I remember something that is amazing and needs to be shared. Saturday, July 16, 2011.