I finally decided what I’m going to do with this blog.

I know you are bursting with joy.This blog underwent an identity crisis for quite a long time, and the last time I thought I knew what I wanted to do with it, I decided to keep it (somewhat) focused on communications technology. I strayed away from what I thought I wanted to write about quite a bit. I wrote a lot about music, which is my first love. There’s quite a bit in the archives about that, but I decided to launch a music blog for that kind of thing, which took a backseat to real life happening and my inability to make a decision on what to do with this one.

This morning I woke up all but certain I was going to retire this blog and domain forever, but still keep the archives up (to completely kill it would be foolish, it has great SEO). I was just about to pen my farewell post when I visited my big identity crisis post  and re-read the comments.

You know what? My commenters were right.

I shouldn’t feel like I have to pigeonhole myself in one category or another here. That invisible obligation is what has kept me from publishing a lot of stuff here that I’ve written offline. I’m not going to do that anymore.

This is my damn blog and I’m going to write about whatever I want here.

Whateva! I'll do what I want!The funny thing is, I never really had any intention of doing anything huge with this blog in the first place.

I’ve said in the past, and I continue to say, that it exists as a sounding board for whenever I feel like I have something to say. I never had any “strategy,” nor was it ever my goal to become any sort of online “public figure,” or even make any money. I bought the domain because it was a funny nickname given to me from a few friends, and then the online handle just kinda stuck. It was my own self-imposed pigeonholing that I’ve been contending with.

Ironically, I’m a staunch nonbeliever in classifying artists these days into genres of music. I’m not sure why I was trying to peg myself in one particular genre of blog.

That Damn Music Blog was ideally going to launch in 2011 (though I never gave it an official launch date since I had lots of stuff happening IRL), but now, because of life and being wishy-washy about this blog and a few other life-type things, it’s looking more like January 2012.

Anyway, henceforth (yes, I say “henceforth” in real life, it sounds so much better than than “from now on,” dontchathink?) — consider this under the “personal blog” category.*

*I realize this is not exactly an earth-shattering announcement, but I think I had to write it for my own clarity of thought. What I do know is that I’m going to have a lot more fun here in the future, and I hope you do, too. Thanks for sticking around. 

A new blog & another one launching soon — here’s an ebook in the meantime.

Two Things:

The other night I was weeding through my files on my hard drive and found a project I forgot about — it was a little ebook based on this post I wrote way back in 2009, wherein I compare water skiing and social media, and what you can learn about both. It was about 75% finished, so tonight I finished it. It’s short, a very quick read. I know I mentioned I was tired of writing about social media, but this was already written. I just compiled it into an ebook “just because.”  So here, enjoy:

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Another blog?

Also, I mentioned a long time ago that I was going to be publishing some of my writing elsewhere on the web, and I’ve been writing a lot and stocking up on stuff to publish, which is sort of one reason why it’s taken so long. (That, and because I’m just a really bad procrastinator when it comes to my own stuff.)

Anyway, I’ve had some crazy stuff happen in my life, and I’ll be publishing stories about many of these things that actually happened over at thisactuallyhappened.posterous.com … so head on over there if you’re so inclined. The first post is up, and it’s about sushi, stripping, and Indian food. All names are changed to protect the guilty parties, and I must warn you that while nothing is (or ever will be) “NSFW,” I don’t recommend your kids read that blog. Any and all feedback is appreciated, and no, that is NOT a “professional” blog by any means (like I had to clear that up). Consider it as me just showing a different side of my writing.

… and yet, another one on the way!

OH by the way — I made a New Year’s resolution to finally get my damn music blog off the ground. Life got in the way, then I reconsidered, then I put it off, and put it off … and I’m sure that by now, many people are doubting that I’d ever actually launch it. Well, guess what? IT WILL BE UP SOON. Like, very soon. For realz. So go on over and bookmark that damn music blog now, and I’ll let you know when it’s up. Got stuff in the hopper, finalizing an editorial calendar, etc… just have a few final things before v1.0 finally lifts off. (It won’t be as pretty as I want it, but I’ve got someone working on that.)

As for this blog, I’ll be writing here from time to time about technology-related things, but my energies are going to spent on those two plus a couple other projects I’ve got going on behind the scenes. But I’m not shutting this blog down, I’m just shifting my attention elsewhere.

OK, so that was more than two things. Ah well.

Anything in particular you’d like to read here (or thither, or yon)? Let me know.

kthxbai

The show must NOT always go on. Please be safe first.

Stage collapse at Indiana State FairAs I sit here and type this, I am listening to a live feed of the scanner by the Marion County MECA Fire & Rescue in Indiana. Apparently, the stage collapsed just before the Sugarland concert at the Indiana State Fair.  They had delayed the show, but were hoping to ride it out. Yet strong winds and storm conditions were enough to make the stage collapse, injuring at least a dozen and right now the Indy Star has confirmed 4 dead. For the past hour on the scanner, I’ve been listening to reports that there is a certain 10 year-old girl nowhere to be found, yet a second ago the paramedics just said that they transported a 10-13 y/o “unconscious female, possibly named Maggie” to the local emergency.

Last night and tonight, Kid Rock is having sold out shows at Comerica Park and holding a huge block party in downtown Detroit. I almost went to both, but passed.
When I followed a link to this story at MSNBC, it delivered me to my local MSNBC page, where I saw a story headlined, “Kid Rock Show Will Go On, Rain or Shine” … I don’t know if it’s even fair to make a comparison, or draw any parallels here, but one thing rings true, regardless:

It doesn’t matter what the show is, “the show must go on” isn’t always true. Safety comes first. Period.

. . . and just as I typed that, someone on Twitter tweeted at me, “So REO Speedwagon is coming on stage to play youtu.be/DPk4EX2GDc0” … wherein the story behind this song/link is:

In 1991, there was a huge event in Orlando called Festival in the Park. Several big name acts were scheduled to play but a hurricane came through the day before. Most acts canceled & instead of 10s of 1000s of people, only a handful of people turned out. REO probably still would’ve gotten paid if they’d canceled, but they came out anyway & played to us, less than 100 people in the pouring rain, full-throttle for 3+ hours non-stop. they closed the show with this song and it was truly incredible.

While that’s nice, and could seem a gallant effort, the timing of that person’s tweet to me was before he was aware of the confirmed causalities, and I was. Which means at that specific moment in time, I found it very tasteless. He didn’t know at the time, so I can’t blame him for just wanting to be funny, but still …… the point is, people, SAFETY trumps everything else.

Earlier today I was elated to find out that the National Show Ski Championships (Division I) were being streamed online, and watched it fervently as I was cleaning my apartment today. See, show water skiing WAS MY LIFE growing up. My home team, Silver Lake Ski Club, just placed 4th in Division II a week or so ago, and lately I’ve had nothing on my mind but show skiing and “back in the day.”

Then the storms rolled in today. And I was also reminded of some shows where we did some pretty stupid shit in the name of “the show must go on.”

The one incident that stands out the most in my mind was the year we did a show at the Michigan State Show Ski tournament (a.k.a. “states”) with an impending storm very close on the horizon. The judges decided that the weather was OK enough for us to go on with the show, and so we did … but toward the end of the show (you’re allotted exactly one hour) the clouds were so ominous, and it started raining, and we were worried we wouldn’t be able to finish.

Silver Lake Ski Club 4-tier pyramid
Traditionally in show skiing, the pyramid is the last act. And we were lucky enough that the weather had let us make it to the pyramid act. But though we had taken first in states numerous years in a row previous to that year, our competition that year was
TOUGH.

There were about 5 minutes deliberation among our team of whether or not we should go on with the show. I was in the pyramid act, and really, I was very young, and I didn’t have much of a say one way or the other. If I was to climb to the top of the pyramid, honestly, I didn’t have much of a choice. I trusted their judgment.

Let me just tell you one thing: Deciding to do ANY kind of sporting event in an impending thunder/lightning storm is NOT A SMART IDEA. And it’s REALLY not a smart idea if you’re ON THE WATER.

We decided to go with it anyway.

Luckily, we made it off the dock OK, but I was a part of that pyramid act, and let me tell you, when you’re standing on someone’s shoulders on water skis, being pulled by a boat at aroud 25-30 mph, and you see a lightning bolt come down from the sky NOT-TOO-FAR-IN-THE-DISTANCE, even at 13 years old, you start to wonder one simple thing: Is this REALLY worth almost getting killed?!

Obviously, since I’m writing this, we didn’t get killed, and yes, we did walk away with another state trophy that year, but I can’t help but think, “what if we didn’t? what if somebody were seriously hurt?”

Even though we were extremely lucky on all fronts, the fact is, given the weather conditions, we really should not have been on the water at that point. I was 3-tiers high, being pulled by a boat, on a lake, and I saw LIGHTNING, people! 

Which brings me to the Sugarland concert tonight in Indiana.

I’ve been working in and around music for over a dozen years. It’s not nearly as physically dangerous as show skiing (usually), but there’s a lot that can go wrong. Unfortunately, tonight, it was the concert goers vs. G-d, because there’s nothing anybody could have done. I mean, they were waiting it out … the opener had already performed, Sugarland had decided to wait it out, the fans were waiting, enthusiastically, in the rain and the storm … and then Mother Nature decided to take down the stage, and some dozen or more people with her. You can’t blame the roadies for this.

This isn’t even a question of whether or not that was “fair,” because those arguments are futile. This is more or less a reexamination of our common sense here, people.

Obviously, by my example above, I’ve done some really stupid shit in the name of glory.

And obviously, by my twitter friend’s example above with the REO Speedwagon story, people will do some similarly stupid shit in the name of glory/music/whatever. I could add plenty more of my own examples to that, but I won’t.

The fact is, however — it doesn’t matter how “die-hard” you are in your passion, whether it’s music, or sports, or whatever … if your safety is in danger, your dedication is trivial.

(Note that I am NOT talking about those brave men and women who put it all on the line every day for our country … that’s a totally different story. NOTHING they do for our freedom is trivial, and EVERYTHING they do is appreciated.)

But the things we civilians take pride in — whether it’s a water ski state championship, or saying “I saw Suglarland in the pouring rain” … is, indeed, trivial compared to the big picture here, and we need to just use some common sense. I know that once those folks were there in the crowd, they couldn’t quite easily say “never mind, I’m going home.” But still, I chose not to go see Kid Rock tonight for a reason. I had plenty of opportunities. The degree of which you’re a fan doesn’t matter. The fact is, there will always be another concert, there will always be another tournament, and there will always be another chance to do or see something cool. But there will never be another YOU.

So please, be careful out there.

Photo 1 via IndyStar, photo 2 via the Silver Lake Ski Club. 

The other edge of the tech-dependence sword: Finding things out we otherwise wouldn’t have known.

In my last blog post, I ruminated (for lack of better term) about what happens when we rely too much on our social media/technology and questioned why we don’t talk about the bad things that happen when intended messages aren’t received.

Well, there’s another edge to this sword, which I found out recently in a rather painful way, and that is when our technology delivers us messages that we otherwise would not have received.

Without divulging any identifying information or details, I’m going to attempt to explain the story. (Names and other details will be changed for privacy reasons.)

About six months ago I was doing some work in my home office one night and catching up on one of my favorite music podcasts. One episode had just finished and the next one began with the podcast host’s usual opening words after the intro music. Preoccupied with my work, it was only background noise but I heard his words “This episode is dedicated to Kevin Samuelson*, host of the _____ music podcast, who died unexpectedly in his sleep in early August. We’ll miss you, Kevin.”

Cue the screeching needle-on-vinyl noise.

Did he just say Kevin Samuelson? I had to play it again. Knowing that his name is not uncommon, I had to look up the podcast this late Kevin Samuelson hosted to see if it was the same guy I used to know. I held my breath, hoping it wasn’t him, but knew he loved music, was very tech-y, and there was a very good chance that this could be him.

It was.

My heart sank and I was as equally shocked to learn of his sudden passing as I was by the method of how I found out.

Kevin and I used to be very close. I won’t get into details, but we were very close, and then I broke it off and I hadn’t spoken to him in over six years. I thought it was better that way. I didn’t speak to any of his friends nor did he mine, and though we completely broke off all ties I knew it was the best decision in the long run.

Oddly enough, we met via this weird thing called the internet back before the term “social media” was coined. (You know, back when meeting somebody on the other side of the computer meant surely you were going to get molested or murdered). We were both on a music mailing list in ’97ish, which became a community, then a year or so later met in person, yada yada yada… we were very close, and let’s just say that had I not made certain decisions, I could be a widow right now.

Since we did cut off all contact with each other, I was wondering if any of our mutual friends from back-in-the-day even knew. The day I found out about his passing happened to be one of their birthdays, and I was going to call her and wish her a happy birthday, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it because there was no way I could say “Happy Birthday” and “by the way, did you know Kevin died?” in the same phone conversation.

I knew she’d understand.

Over time I’ve had conversations online with a few of our mutual friends  — friends that we met before “meetups” and “tweetups” existed, when our gatherings of online friends in real life were simply called “gatherings.” (Imagine that.) None of them knew of his passing until I told them. I felt awful, and still do, that I had to be the bearer of such bad news, and also that it was/is not my place to contact his family and/or friends to express my grievances.

It’s been six months from when I found out, and I’m still having a hard time with the fact that he passed away (and so suddenly), and with how I learned of it.

It got me thinking. A lot.

In this ever-connected world we live in, it seems hard to get away from people we thought we’d never hear from. We’ve all gotten friend requests on Facebook from people we knew in high school and even elementary school. With our location-based social networks like FourSquare and Gowalla (among other GPS-tagged technologies that many are unaware of), it makes us all rather easily findable.

When Kevin and I parted ways it was a mutual understanding that we’d never contact each other again, and we’d keep to our own friends, families, worlds. I honestly never expected to hear from him again.

Little did I know that somewhere between now and our parting back then, Kevin happened to befriend a guy in another state through a different shared interest, who also happened to have a music podcast. It’s a podcast that Kevin would never have listened to on his own, but I happened to have been a fan of since it began in 2006… a couple years after we last spoke.

And because “the internet has made the world shrink” (as I like to say), I learned of Kevin’s passing through that podcast. If this were ten years ago, or maybe even five years ago, I don’t think I ever would have found out.

Try as we might, we can’t escape our ever-connected world. It’s not the just messages we don’t receive through our technology that can cause hurt, but also the ones that we do. In this case, it was “accidentally” receiving a message that was painful.

It makes me wonder if we really are better off having all this access to information – on a macro, “world” scale or a micro, “interpersonal” one.

I know I can’t possibly be the only one who has had a bad/awkward/hurtful experience by our technology delivering a message that was likely never intended for us. Has anyone else? I’d love to hear your experiences if you’d like to share, and would love to hear your thoughts on this and similar experiences.

*not his real name

Pic 1 via Albion Europe ApS , pic 2 from 28 misguided souls.

This is why fireworks outside of Orlando do nothing for me.

When you live and work at Walt Disney World for nearly a year, you get used to seeing these every night, and then nothing else ever compares. I know video isn’t the same as being there, but it’s the closest thing I’ll come for a while. Use your imagination — that’s what Disney’s all about.

Wishes – Magic Kingdom

These are what I saw every night while I worked at the Magic Kingdom:

. . . when I wasn’t at the Magic Kingdom, I was at Epcot, watching my favorites:

Illuminations: Reflections of Earth

For good measure, I’ll include Fantasmic, at Disney’s Hollywood Studios. Many people like these the best, but my heart will always be at Epcot.

(Yes, I know I’m acting like a total spoiled Disney princess. Kiss my tiara.)

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