Max and Cheetah – My First Children’s Story

By Dan Morris

A bear, named Max, and Cheetah were best friends. They did everything together. Max was strong so he helped with all the strong stuff, and Cheetah was fast so he did all the fast stuff.  Like the time they missed the bus. Cheetah ran ahead and grabbed the bus with his teeth to slow it down, then when Max caught up, he was able to rip the door off so they could get in. Without Max, Cheetah couldn’t get in and without Cheetah, Max could never catch the bus.

Another time when the rabbit cage fell over, Max lifted it up so the rabbits could get out and Cheetah was fast enough to catch all the babies and bring them back. Without Max, Cheetah couldn’t have gotten the rabbits out and without Cheetah, Max couldn’t catch the babies that ran away.

Then one day Max and Cheetah got stuck in a deep hole, and they couldn’t figure out how to get out. Max had an idea and said “Cheetah, what if I climb out, then reach down and pull you out?”

“Hmmm. . . Good idea, but I don’t think your arms are long enough to reach me.”

Then Cheetah said “I have an idea, what if I jump out and use my long tail to pull you up?”

Max thought and then said “I don’t think your tail is strong enough to pull me out.”

So they sat decided they would dig a tunnel through the side to the top. Bear would break the tree roots and Cheetah would dig away the dirt. They both thought this was a great way to get out, so they started digging.
They dug and dug and dug and dug. And every few minutes, Bear would climb down and break some roots so Cheetah could keep digging. Well they finally made it to the surface and were very excited EXCEPT. . .

Everything looked different. The buildings, the hats, the faces and the signs. Max turned around and saw a sign that said “Welcome to China”, and said “Cheetah I thought we were digging to the surface.”

Cheetah said, ” We were, but I guess we went the wrong way.”

They walked around and tried to find a person who could speak their language, but they found no one. Then finally they saw a boat that said “Going to America.”

Max and Cheetah were happy, they were going to go home. They started to get on the boat but were stopped by the Captain who said “you must have two silver coins to get on boat”.

Max and Cheetah didn’t have any money with them. Max said, “I have money in my room on my dresser, but not here. I have an idea Cheetah, I’ll go back through the tunnel to the hole, then I’ll jump out and go get money from my room. Then I’ll come back and we can go home”.

Cheetah said, “I can’t have you pay for me. I have money too. How about I go back to my room and get money and come back so we can take the boat and finally get home”.

So Bear and Cheetah got back into the tunnel and went all the way back to the hole. Cheetah got a running start and jumped out and went to get his money. Bear climbed the side and went to his room to get money. Then they met back in the hole where they put their money together and headed back through the tunnel to China to the boat.

They got to the boat just in time to give the Captain their 2 silver coins each. And they finally got to go home.

Together.

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What We’ve Done to SEOptimize Our Site

Today is 5 days after we launched our newest website, Benefits of Resveratrol.  I googled our main keyword “benefits of resveratrol” today and found out that we rank #46, which is page 5. I gotta tell ya, I’m pretty happy with that on Day 5.

OK. Let’s get to the meat of it. First we started with keyword research. There’s no sense starting a website unless you have some idea of the competition in that niche and demand for that niche. We used a version of Wordtracker’s software to research everything releated to ‘resveratrol’.

That research, which took several days, many queries and lots of filtering resulted in 150 – 200 keywords whose demand was good but more importantly, whose competition was low to non-existent. There’s nothing more inane than trying to compete with 250,000 other sites for the same keywords. That’s a game that money and personell will win everytime.

So we grouped our keywords into 3′s and 4′s and decided to build webpages based on those words. We didn’t start in any particular order, but just started building the pages making sure that each page had the keywords located in the headline, metatags, metadescription, first 90 characters of text and in a textual link.

Then we added photos and made sure to title our photos with our keywords, as well as caption the photos with our keywords. We used some analysis software to make sure that we didn’t overuse our keywords, or underuse our keywords. The goal is to avoid spam but to make it clear to the search engines what your page is about.

That got us to the end of the site building phase, and into the marketing phase. Right off the bat we began to market the site with Twitter, Facebook, Stumbleupon and Digg. And after 5 days of these efforts we’ve arrived at #46.

Our next steps will include directories, articles, press releases, publicity requests, Yahoo Answers, Forums and Blog Comments. Stay Tuned.

(Check out SiteBuildIt to see all these tools in action).

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Adventures of Mark and Dan – Dancing, Really?

by Dan

I’m not sure I’d say I learned a lesson, but I definitely feel like I solidified a realization.
Mark and I hung out in Ft. Lauderdale today, and had a pretty good job time hanging out at the beach, watching the college kids enjoy their Spring Break. To some degree it made me feel quite a bit older. Guys playing football on the beach, girls sunning, others boogy-boarding. It all seemed like such a long time ago that these activities seemed normal and ordinary.

So being in South Florida, the home of great clubs and nightlife, we thought we head back to the clubs after dinner and check out the South Florida night life. Well, driving past the bars and seeing all the kids handing over balcony railings, congregating around bouncers, standing in ‘cover charge’ lines – it all seemed so young.

It wasn’t that we seemed old, because we could have easily bought a few drinks and danced at the clubs. But the idea of buying drinks and standing around looking “cool” until the dancing started seemed so naive and young. I didn’t feel old, I felt like kids just didn’t understand how much better life could be.

So we left there without even getting out of the car.I absolutely love dancing – but I like dancing on my own terms.

What if  you could go to a place to meet people, have fun, go dancing, and drink whatever you wanted without having to look cool? Without having to wait until 11:00 to start dancing? Without having to “break the ice” just to meet cool people?

Have you ever sat next to someone on a plane and you just clicked with them? You talked about stuff you had in common, places you liked to visit and life in general. Well that’s the place I realized doesn’t really exist outside that plane. So I guess I realized that kids don’t know how cool it is to enjoy life as yourself.

I decided I don’t want to be cool anymore. I’d like to go the rest of my life without ever having to look cool.  I left there knowing that I didn’t belong there because “waiting to dance” isn’t nearly as fun as dancing whenever the feeling hits you.

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When a friend passes away. . .

I lived in Romania back in 1994 and was introduced to the great poet, Mihai Eminescu. He is considered to be the National Poet of Romania. That seems foreign to us since we stick mainly to the shallow things like the “official drink” or “national tree” or “state motto”. I don’t think we celebrate the power of the mind like other cultures.

In fact, celebrating people’s non-sports and non-money achievements is so rare here, that I was moved when I went to Washington D.C. to see Rosa Parks Lying-in-State at the Capital Rotunda. There were so many people paying their respects, you’d think Michael Jordan or Tiger Woods had passed away. It was fantastic seeing people celebrate the legacy of someone so brave.

Anyway, one of Eminescu’s poem’s celebrates the life of a person after their death. Eminescu learned about how the light from stars takes years to make it to earth, and consequently it takes years for us to see the death of that star. He equates that with the death of a person. When the person goes away, the light that person gave off doesn’t go away for some time. The light from a loved one’s memory continues to make people smile for years to come. He celebrates that in a poem titled La Steaua.

So here’s my favorite translation of that poem, it’s by Adrian George Sahlean:

UNTO THE STAR

‘Tis such a long way to the star
Rising above our shore
It took its light to come so far
Thousands of years and more.

It may have long died on its way
Into the distant blue
And only now appears its ray
To shine for us as true.

We see its icon slowly rise
And climb the canopy;
It lived when still unknown to eyes,
We see what ceased to be.

And so it is when yearning love
Dies into depth of night:
Extinct its flame, still glows above
And haunts us with its light.

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So I’m Going To Have a Daughter. . .

I’m not sure what to think about having a daughter yet. I took the boys to the pool the other day and there were little girls in bikinis and other revealing outfits. I’m not ready for that. I’m ready to draw the lines, I’m ready to be a good, disciplined father – but I’m not sure I’m ready for the little girl who’s going to be mad and sad that she can’t wear what her friends are wearing. I don’t look forward to that part.

Wiping seems easy, well, it seems easy. Barretts, french braids, bangs, and banana clips – that’s all doable. What about the “daddy’s girl” part? What about the part where they hang on your every word and derive their self-worth from your strength, discipline and love. Who’s ready for that?

From an extremely shallow point of view, I gotta say that I’m not looking forward to more stuff, more diapers, more sippy cups, pink bows, crying, poopy diapers, and all those clothes that we’re not handing down. People say embrace every moment – and I’m thinking “ooh. . .how great it is going to be to finally be past the diapers and sippy cups. How great that day will be.”

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