12 Stupid Search Terms and 1 Very Important Lesson

by Naomi Dunford

Saturday, March 29th, 2008

First of all, you’ll be happy to know that the top search term entered into Google which results in an IttyBiz visit is “naked firemen”. Not home business. Not small business. Not entrepreneurship. More people enter naked firemen and arrive here than those who enter IttyBiz and Itty Biz combined. Oh, the glorious power of Page Rank.

Other search engine highlights:

“At what point do you think you can be an entrepreneurship”
When I was in high school, there was a grade eleven course called Entrepreneurship — which, for the record, I did not take — and the teacher had a running joke that if you could spell “entrepreneur”, you would pass. Let’s make a new rule, shall we? If you don’t know that “being an entrepreneurship” is not the correct word usage, you’re not ready.

Where they ended up:
Entrepreneurship — What To Do When You’re Scared Shitless

Reason Number 14,386 Why IttyBiz Readers Are The Awesomest

by Naomi Dunford

Friday, March 28th, 2008

Don’t start getting used to two posts in one day. This is very special.

Not something I’d normally broadcast, but there’s no other way to say thanks. Remember Lisa? The funny, pretty one I don’t remember why I’m friends with anymore? Yeah, so she sends me another email today:

“You have a HUGE blog fan who has kindly prepaid a gift certificate for some tea for you today!!

You officially have a $25 gift certificate to spend at Artisan’s Cup. Yes – from a fan and loyal blog reader of yours – who said “…we all feel bad for you.”

I will match this so you now have $50 – choose away, sipping girl.”

To all those people who say the internet is a cold and impersonal and inauthentic, I say screw you. I know better.

Whoever you are, thank you. I am now crying like a big, fat loser.

How To Avoid Running Your Mouth Off Online

by Naomi Dunford

Friday, March 28th, 2008

Push button publishing is cool. Everybody’s little home business can say its piece. We can discover levels of genius to which we would never have been exposed without the internet. Everybody has a voice.

But there’s a problem with everybody having a voice. Everybody has a voice.

Online productivity experts suggest that when you are overwhelmed by stuff, you should cut out time suckers. For me, the time sucker was reading the fifty million blogs I had in my reader. So for a while, I wasn’t very active on blogs. (Side note: For naysayers, in the few days since I’ve gotten back involved, I’ve gained about 90 subscribers. Just FYI.)

Anyway, now I’m back into blogging and snooping and reading comments, and I’ve been re-shocked by the stupidity of some of the things I read on the internet. Blog posts, comments, tweets — man, people are mighty dumb sometimes.

What’s The Big Deal About Twitter, and Scary News About Akismet

by Naomi Dunford

Thursday, March 27th, 2008

So, you’ve been hearing about Twitter and wondering what the big fuss is about. Am I right? You read the right blogs and all of these important and successful people are talking about how damn amazing it is, and you just don’t get how it will help your home business.

Well, here is the official IttyBiz synopsis:

I officially got onto twitter in January with a tweet that read:

“Figuring out how the fuck to use this thing.”

This was followed two days later with:

“Still don’t get it. I’ll follow Maki. He gets it. Or he fakes it well.”

Not an auspicious beginning. I then spent a few half hearted weeks sitting around going, “I don’t get it”. Then I did nothing for a while. What got me to finally check it out was a combination of two things. One, Michael Martine (@remarkablogger) blogged about it. I have it on good authority that Michael is: a.) above the age of 17, b.) a very busy person who is unlikely to promote MySp***-like uselessness on his blog.

Help Me Come Up With A Stupid Tagline

by Naomi Dunford

Wednesday, March 26th, 2008

Generally speaking, I’m a fairly relaxed parent. (It’s easy to be relaxed when you let them do whatever they want and make your husband be the bad guy all the time. He’s not the one running the home business, goddammit.) If my kids don’t want to eat, that’s fine. If they don’t want to put pants on, no big deal. Read, don’t read, I don’t really mind.

Today, however, I am ready to trade my youngest for a year’s worth of hosting and two packs of Marlboro Lights.