Paul Jacobson

Tag: twitter

  • Time to update your social media buttons?

    If you happen to be using old social media buttons on your site, you should update them in line with the services’ brand guidelines/requirements.

  • Why do you use Twitter?

    Why do you use Twitter?

    I’ve been thinking about why I use Twitter for about as long as I’ve been using Twitter and I don’t have any real answers yet. That said, it’s a conversation worth having.

  • Twitter: back to 2007

    I came across this old post soon after I joined Twitter in early 2007. I thought I’d share the memory.

  • You don’t see Twitter down very often

    You don’t see Twitter down very often

    You don’t see Twitter down very often. I thought I’d capture the moment. And then go back to work.

  • Twitter’s path to self-destruction?

    Twitter may remove the 140 character tweet limit that has distinguished it and made it popular. Is this Twitter’s path to self-destruction?

  • No 140-character limit on Twitter DMs; does it matter?

    No 140-character limit on Twitter DMs; does it matter?

    Twitter finally announced that it has removed the 140-character limit on Twitter Direct Messages. Great move, but is it too late to entice users who already use other private chat apps to switch to Twitter? https://twitter.com/twitter/status/631513207882907648 Last year I wondered if Twitter could become a strong contender for a primary messaging app but I doubt that…

  • Twitter engagement – much ado about nothing much

    I read Anil Dash’s post titled “Nobody Famous” on Medium recently and it is worth reading if you are either wondering if it is worth the effort attracting a large Twitter following or if you believe your large Twitter following is somehow meaningful. Nobody Famous I noticed that a tweet I posted was getting a…

  • Techno frazzled

      I’m hypothetically on leave at the moment (back at work on the 6th) and my plan was to pull my mind back from the ledge it has lived on for the past year or so and back to rolling green fields caressed by cool breezes and the sounds of my children’s laughter. As usual,…