New hero in my jungle: MailChimp murders e-mail marketing needs

Photo by Karen Runtz

Sorry, Tarzan.  There’s a new hero in the jungle.  He takes my hand and tells me not to worry, he’s there for me.  He takes me places you never did.  He leaves me sweet notes that make me smile.  He’s real smart.  And he likes bananas as much as I do.

If I hadn’t needed to create and manage an email marketing campaign, I’d never have met him.

His name:  MailChimp.

We’ve been together a few months now and I couldn’t be happier.  I was pretty nervous when we first met;  online relationships can be risky.  But MailChimp didn’t put any moves on me and when I was ready to take it to the next level, he showed me how.  I also hung out with him  a while to see the company he was keeping and hear what others had to say about him.  It was all good.

I’ll never forget how he stayed by my side, coaching me through labour with our first child in September.

We’re great together.

Facing Facebook: part two of the seven-month itch

Photo by Michael Runtz

Did you get cold and hungry pulled over on Basin Road in Algonquin Park waiting for my return?   Sorry. I had some trouble along the way.  For one thing, my power supply got zapped.  Let’s roll back the wheels of our vehicle a bit.

We were stopped with my biologist brother, Michael, and his spouse, Ann, to investigate a downed poplar.  Let’s ease ourselves out of the car.  Careful, don’t slam the doors!

We hear the crunching and munching first. Then, almost within touching distance we spot one, two, three beavers vigorously shredding their hard harvest.  After a while, they swim away, branches in tow, their destination hidden by the dense growth.

True master builders, the beaver applies mud, stones and branches with an innate grasp of what’s needed and where.  I, on the other hand, an apprentice builder, was heading to what was decidedly unnatural,  to construct my client’s Facebook page.  With code.