Mobile Taggin’

I have become obsessed with this technology! I think there is such a great place in our mobile world for this and now that I am actually able to create tags on my own – I feel wonderful.

This is also an experiment, so bare with me…



January 14, 2009 at 11:02 am 3 comments


I recently began working with Movember, a wicked and progressive campaign that helps raise money and awareness for men’s health issues such as prostate cancer. I am no stranger to the Mo, though! Here is a video I made last year in PR school featuring my MoBros in action!


November 18, 2008 at 12:03 pm Leave a comment

Helvetica: My cat

When cute cats attack

When cute cats attack

Do you see the Light?

Is your cat cute or curious ? <– that is my answer- tell me yours*

November 16, 2008 at 6:04 pm 2 comments

e-Seeing is really e-Believing…

I felt the need to create a moment in time that articulates how I feel. You probably won’t want to see me like this, I don’t either… But it was good for me to see the effects of my last few months…

Ying-Yang, right-left, up-down… Tis true.

T.S. Eliot – The Hollow Men
Mistah Kurtz -- he dead.

            A penny for the Old Guy


We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.


Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer --

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom


This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.


The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.


Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow

                    For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow

                    Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow

                    For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

October 31, 2008 at 9:36 am 5 comments

I kinda like feeling numb…

I clearly do this to myself… hahaha I have never really felt anything inherently Canadian but I think the very fact that sometimes I really like feeling sad and self-loathsome (if that is even a word) is proven to be Canadian qualities…

October 24, 2008 at 4:13 pm Leave a comment

My bio… is hazardous…

Miranda McCurlie, Account Executive

A graduate of Centennial College’s Corporate Communications and Public Relations Graduate Certificate program, Miranda has adopted new ways to reach out and engage with top influencers in the market.  Her command of both traditional public relations principles and the new and ever-changing social media landscape places her at an intersection of skills and experience that has become increasingly valuable in the agency environment. [Thanks  for that wicked line, Joel!]

Working both as a new media researcher and account executive, she utilizes social networks like utterz, LinkedIn, Twitter, Facebook and Yahoo!, to research social media trends and tools for our clients.

Miranda has always been a technology enthusiast, and often can be found beta testing the latest in software applications.  Her day-to-day responsibilities include blogger relations and outreach, account administration, media relations and event management.

She is a graduate of Brock University with an Honours Bachelor of Arts degree in Film Studies and Art History.

October 21, 2008 at 4:12 pm 1 comment

Choose your OWN e-venture

I think in our day of web 2.0, 3.0, 5.6, 3.4-fjkldaoeuw.666… Well I made up that last one but nonetheless, to our standards I wonder if anyone really cares. I have created a choose your own adventure TYPE blog post so that you can decide a) how much do you care to click? b) how much time do you really have and c) everything goes in three so I just put c in to make my rant seem more balanced.

I haven’t “blogged” because I haven’t really felt I had much to say AND I sometimes fear what I do say.

But I e-vite you to get to know the real Miranda;

Actually, more importantly, what DO I have to say? Not a whole lot!

Scroll over my messages carefully…

Justice – D.A.N.C.E. (Diplo Remix – Extended version)

September 27, 2008 at 3:23 pm Leave a comment

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