In praise of Kings Ginger and stickers on a sushi conveyer belt

I started writing this while live tweeting a poker tournament for my social media job. It felt like the tourney would never end, it was 1am. I asked my boyfriend for a sip of the Kings Ginger to revive me.

Of course I only  managed to write the title of the post, this live tweeting lark is intense stuff. Before I’d taken that sip I had a stock pile of poker eliminations to write-up, plus a belligerent freeroll winner I needed to shut up. Asking him ever so politely of course. Brand image and all that.

Did you hear about the Happy Eggs? I once wrote to the Happy Eggs company to complain about the use of the word ‘brand’ on their web page.

I thought the use of the word ‘brand’ suggested they were a profit hungry company using social media marketing to sell eggs.

I wanted them to be hippy farmers in it for the love of the chickens.

They wrote back assuring me that the chickens really did have access to quad bikes to play with.

Now they’ve got caught out for chicken cruelty and I feel like saying, “I knew it!”

I like my social media job for giving  our company’s fans more of what they love. They like the company and they want more.

I like my company too (a lot) so when my job’s going well it’s like a shared discussion, and a passionate one too, about something me and the fans all ‘get’. Do I sound like a hippy social media person now?

It is just a poker site…

No it’s not, it’s the best poker site in the world.

I belive social media marketing is as simple as proving something is great to people who already believe.

How did I get on to this from chickens?

I was supposed to be talking about Kings Ginger and sushi…

I’d never tried the Kings Ginger before. I didn’t have chance of more than a sip in the hectic tournament finale. I’d bought my boyfriend a bottle for his birthday. It’s a ginger drink, and he’s a ginger boyfriend, and he likes spirits.

It’s not like ginger wine, it’s a proper spirit strength. I can’t drink proper spirits, so you see I was half-joking with the thought of trying it for medicinal purposes.

It is quite simply the best drink I’ve ever tasted. It’s like molten warming golden Christmas, all in a glass. It’s perfect. I’m pretty sure that the company who sell it are good at social media marketing, but I suspect they believe  it’s magic too. You can only buy it online or in Selfridges, it’s too good for Tesco.

Unfortunately my boyfriend likes it, and it’s very expensive.

I have been ordered to wipe my finger around my glass and lick it, then never to drink it again without his permission.

I think that’s fair. Something so precious should be locked up.

This is a quick blog post, written at 2am.

Oh dear. I just wanted a blog update as it’s been a while, but it’s very late.

I started a post about my recent stickering in London, but I’m very busy due to entering a screen writing competition. I have a 100% record of being runner-up in screen writing competitions.

I know…

That’s based on a sample of two, but I’m hoping its third time lucky.

Screen writing was my first love. It’s probably just the Kings Ginger talking but I think it is my best kind of writing.

I’m not sure why I left it behind. Something to do with online poker, family, writing novels, work… But now I’m back.

The competition is only open to professional screenwriters, but I think I can blag it with a degree in that subject and a film option I once turned down.

Silly me.

I must go to bed, it’s past 2am and I’ve licked my Kings Ginger glass clean.

I’ll have to blog about You Sushi conveyer belt stickers some other time. If I’m not writing competition scripts, or sozzled from stealing my boyfriend’s Kings Ginger.

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