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My Social Media Monitoring Cocktail

So I’ve done some exploring and continue to look for the best free social media monitoring tools. Here are the ones I am currently using. Anyone haveĀ  suggestions of other free tools? What works for you?

HowSociable: I use this to initially see how present a client is online. It gives you a score and shows the different networks they are mentioned on. –

As far as daily monitoring, I use:

Addict-o-Matic –
IceRocket –
SocialMention –
Board Tracker –
WhosTalking –
Boardreader –
Omigili –
Twazzup – – great search tool for Twitter!
Twingly –
Twitter Search –
TweetGrid –
Backtype –
Technorati Search –
Google Alerts –

Let me know if there are other tools you use that are particularly helpful!


Lime, Lime Oooo La La

If I had to decide on two of my favorite things as of late, they’d be Lady Gaga and Tostitos Hint of Lime chips. Hands down.

Okay, I know a lot of people have their own issues with Lady Gaga. Some say she doesn’t have any talent. Others just say she’s a bit of a freak. I’d say no way on the former – she was the first artist ever to have 4 number one songs on a debut album. To the latter, maybe a little. But think how much she has enriched our lives, our ears, and pop culture in general. She’s worn an outfit made of Muppets, a bird nest on her face, covered completely in red satin lace, and bloodied herself of for the VMA’s. Besides some of her oddities, she, as an artist, puts her money where her mouth is…particularly with the LGBT community. A lot of celebrities pay lip service to stepping on cultural land mines, and then other actually prance on and around them. With a bird next on your face and fiercely loyal gays by your side, what is there to fear? Not much. The Fame, then The Fame Monster came packed with addictive dance selections and lyrics that go above and beyond the typical pop cliches.

Second favorite of 2009: Tostitos Hint of Lime chips. I seriously cannot get enough of these delicious, salty and tangy chips. Consuming nearly a bag in one day is not beyond me. I know they’ve been around for a few years now, but they never get old. Don’t you dare try to smother them with salsa — I don’t care how gourmet or fresh it is. These chips stand firmly on their own, without need of any assistance to satisfy your taste buds.

Stand With Conan!

‘Dear Earthlings…”

News today that Conan O’Brien will not move back to the 12:05 slot with NBC deciding to move Jay Leno back to his old time. Conan announced today that he won’t make the move and is not sure what will come next for him. I LOVE CONAN and he is by far my favorite on late night.

Stand with Conan today!!! On Twitter #teamconan or visit

Nothin’ like nostalgia

Your twenties are so strange.

Last night I was perusing my old Xanga account, which I had started my first year in college. I wrote for awhile, then closed my account…most likely out of emotion rather than a desire to do so. Then I came back in September of 2004, a day before my birthday. I’ve set all of those entries to private. That’s the past. When I departed from Xanga for good, I wanted my thoughts to stay with me and only me.

And looking over my 3 + years of entries felt like looking back at a person that had much more clarity write. But was incredibly hurt and broken at the time. Hopeful and passionate and the passion came out in write. It’s almost difficult to say “my” writing. Can something “I” wrote over four years ago still qualify as “my work”? In one of my entries, on January 1, I made a list of things I wanted to do that year. One was to get a tattoo. Another was to lose some weight. To create and stick to a budget.

It’s really difficult to get over. Looking at our past selves. We have our memory, which is often fuzzy and can be manipulated by time. But when there are words on a page, er blog, those were thoughts you felt sure enough about to write down. Statements that might not carry weight down the wrote, but on that day, in that moment, typing on my Dell laptop, that was what I was feeling. It all seems so foreign to me now, but there’s that tiny part of me that wants to go back to the way things were. For better or for worse.

I’m pretty sure this archive of my thoughts is the closest thing we’ll ever get to a time machine.