bookmark_borderEvil Pharma

Like a lot of people, myself included, Louise is almost always on a diet. Last night, whilst I was watching the football, she was on the laptop surfing her way around some diet websites and blogs and stumbled across one called Sandras Diet Secret.

The site was written by a local lady, from our home town, and her most recent blog post was about a drug that she had found that was really working well for her. So far, so what, right?

Well apart from the small fact that the pictures that “Sandra” was using, showing herself before and after her amazing weightloss – all thanks to a wonder drug, don’t forget! – weren’t of “Sandra” at all, but of the lovely Shauna Reid. The same Shauna who came along to one of the first Scottish blogmeets I organised, the same Shauna whose blog I’ve read before she even ventured to these shores, the very same Shauna who makes dieting both funny and uplifting in her book The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl, a book I bought for Louise, which includes photos of Shauna, before and after her REAL amazing weightloss!

After some investigation it turns out the entire blog is fake, in fact it isn’t a blog at all, it’s a single page with faked comments, which inserts a ‘recent’ date at the top of the page and uses a script to match the IP of the visitor (you) to make it look like it’s being written by someone in the same local area. The drug is called ThermothinPlus, and all the links on the website point there.

This is the first time I’ve had firsthand experience of something most of you, my dear readers, already know. That you cannot simply con your way to having a good “online presence”, that blogs take work and effort, care and attention, and that, ultimately if you cock something up or try to con us we WILL find you out.

Similarly to the recent #amazonfail shit storm (and yes I did try and start a little hashtag storm) it highlights the new world that we live in. One where there are still mistakes made.

The optimist in me hopes that people are still learning how to operate in this new world, and that’s on both sides of the fence. I hope that when contacted directly, the people who make the drug which has the fake blog promoting it, one which deliberately tries to trick people, will realise some of the errors of their ways.

There are many examples of this happening, it does happen.

The pessimist in me sees something shiny and bright being dulled and spoiled by, what is largely, the few. The large corporation will do what many large corporations do, even if they don’t consider themselves “evil” they will still talk their way around such things, or point the blame inwards at a faceless department that will look into the matter.

There are many examples of this happening as well, it does happen.

The difference, today in this new world, is that these things happen a helluva lot faster than they used to, the likelihood of getting caught out is exponentially higher and once that happens, word travels fast.

Obviously I’ve not linked to the fake blog, nor the drug website itself here. I don’t want to send them any traffic at all (go on, humour me in my one man boycott (ohhhh new domain!?)) but for the rabidly curious amongst you: sandrasdietsecret dot com and sandrasdietsuccess dot com.

The drug in question is called ThermothinPlus, and they do have a very smart marketing campaign full of “doctor reviews” and even, allegedly, mentions on CNN and the BBC (no links to said programmes though). The whole thing smarts, in my opinion, of a very slick scam based around a gullible and desperate target audience, making it very very sleazy. But, that’s just my opinion, I’m sure you can all make your own, and I’m sure you ALL know better than to buy drugs from the internet without really knowing what is in them (aka, never trust what you read on one website).

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bookmark_borderFinding the balance

No big revelation but life is all about balance and, currently, mine is a bit skewed. This is completely my own fault, having broken one of my own rules, one which I’ve written down and published.

I only work on one site at a time

And I’m not, I’m working on two, not to mention now having three blogs, and a monthly newsletter article to write.

Somehow, in the midst of all that, I’ve got to find some time to get to the gym. Yes, I’ve decided to try the gym, again. But having failed to find the time to read more books, how on earth am I gonna find the time to get to the gym.

I mean apart from all the time I spend playing games on the PlayStation, or generally noodling about online reading articles and blogs, or … sleeping … working … eating??

Part of me lives by the premise that is something is important enough I’ll get off my ass to do something about it. Part of me likes the comfort of what I know, and another part of me is constantly disappointed in myself as I do always want to better myself, and do the right thing and yet even writing this stuff done has me shaking my head at the angsty, whiny teenager that has appeared.

Honestly, you’d think that, at 35 years old, I’d have this shit figured out by now. Apparently not.

bookmark_borderElements of Style

To my American colleagues, who recently celebrated the 50th anniversary of their much used Strunk & White style guide, may I gently prod you in the direction of this article by Geoffrey Pullum of the Language Log.

I’ve seen Professor Pullum speak, hilariously, about english grammar and whilst I’m certain that he could find many issues with the content I publish here, I’m certain he would never be nasty or vindictive in his comments. However, in this post, in which he responds to some of the people who have commented about his article, he proves that he has the wit and style to handle such things. Both are well worth a read, even if you don’t agree with his point of view.

bookmark_borderFitness Fail

So, as I slowly start to get this year back on track, I need to consider getting some level of fitness back.

Alas my knee injury will require a few more months rehabiliation, so I need to find a low-impact way to exercise. In other words, swimming, cycling or… yeah, something else.

Living at the top of a hill makes cycling a bit tricky, and we did have bikes for a while but sold them on as we hardly got the use of them. But it’s a consideration.

Swimming is another option but I’m not that great a swimmer, I can only really do the front crawl and only at the one pace which, usually, means that after 5 or 6 lengths (ok ok, 2 or 3) I’m puffing hard and already looking at the clock. I can’t really pace myself to sustain it.

In the gym there is, of course, a lot of non-impact equipment and so I guess it’s time to head down to the local sweatshop and see what’s what.

Now I just need to find the motivation.

bookmark_borderLong Weekend

A long weekend then, although as yesterday was spent doing pretty much everything we need to get done I’m wondering what the next couple of days will bring..

Spent a few hours in Stirling, including a wander up to the castle, then visited my parents for dinner and then on to a few drinks in the evening to celebrate my brother-in-laws birthday.

And today I was in the garden, tidying up and mainly just lifting the remnants of the winter. Add in a run to the skip and it’s now possible to walk from one end of the garage to the other. Just. It’s a start though.

Aside from that, my only other plans are to finish one website, and sign off on the design of another so I can start building it. Hopefully, with a couple of clear days, I can get all that done, and who knows what else!

Alas there does appear to be one thing missing at the moment. We are without Easter Eggs!! Although as I’m supposed to be trying to lose weight then I guess that is a good thing… right?

bookmark_borderI am the chairman

Everyday I am someone new. Today I am bored. The mundane day to day churn has nothing to alleviate it but it keeps me busy, and we are told that being busy is good so, by definition, today must be good.

But it isn’t. It’s boring and, more than that, it is slow. I look up from my screen and the view is flat and uninspiring. My email lies silent, and the task that stretches before me aren’t exactly engaging (tidying up the layout and styling of lots and lots, like tens of thousands, of paragraphs of text).

I’m bored. Listless. Lacking. Missing. Absent.

But let’s be honest, being bored isn’t really something to complain about, is it?

I have a job, that pays for a house and food and clothes. I’m reasonably well educated and live a comfortable existence. My lot is not a bad one, it is, to all extents and purposes, a good one. I have nothing to complain about, yeah I’ve had a shitty month but that’s past and the future holds much promise.

It’s probably just because I’m tired, staying up too late last night, candle burning, then up early to light a match to the other end of said candle. I know my sleep patterns have an effect on my mood, and too many late nights make Jack a dull boy.

Which prompts the question, who the hell is Jack? The only one I know isn’t even real (but he IS kick ass and never ever needs to pee).

It also prompts other questions, perhaps I need a good blowout. A night on the tiles might just be the answer. Yes, I need to get my thinking cap on and get something organised. Get plans in place and execute! Yes! Be a go-getter, be proactive and positive and make it happen!

But.

You know.

Until then.

BORED!