Okay, this wasn't the greatest way to find what people see when you google your own name. I guess it is out of curiosity that I want to know what comes up if someone types in Kevin Jarnagin. Who knows, maybe an old friend is trying to find me or perhaps a client wants to find out what they are dealing with.
Some dude is ruining my name. I go on there and type in my name only to find the first page filled with this young punk that killed a 7-month old kid. Okay, instant death penalty for that one, but he ruined my name completely. Here I am giving it a good go in this world all to have it squashed by some loser that doesn't deserve to breathe.
What an eye opener though. Can you imagine all the people in my small town of Oklahoma that are thinking about how bad this Kevin Jarnagin guy turned out? Not to mention any friends that are saying I'm glad I lost touch with that dude.
Don't ruin your name. Lesson not learned by the impostor Kevin Jarnagin.
I swear, I am the good one.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Vegas Walkin
Last week I spent a few days in blistering hot Las Vegas. I stepped in my hotel room at New York, New York at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon and quickly decided it was a great time to run the strip. With running up and down stairs I traversed the strip in its entirety - with no water. This is possibly the dumbest thing you could do in 110 degree weather. I mean are you kidding me? I should know better, but I didn't listen to my body and it bit me in the end.
I really felt ill the rest of the trip. Something just didn't seem right with my body. But, knowing me like you two do, I woke up at 5:00 and ran the same trip. All-in-all each run was about 6.5 miles of running. You know, now that I think about it, I didn't see any other idiots running in the afternoon.
So, I did my fair share of exercising while in Vegas, and I didn't gamble all that much. It was mostly one night for about two hours then I was finished. I spent quite a bit of my time just walking around the strip looking at stuff to buy. I bought Jett a Yankees cap just like mine, yet when I showed it to him it was like I fed him a carrot. He despises those things, and apparently the Yankees hat.
I did have a chance to do a coney crawl to compare which hot dog is better, Nathan's or Pink's. The winner? Neither lit me up with zeal, but overall I think Pink's won out for there super sized dogs, paired with the pint-sized buns. Way to go Pink's on winning the dog crawl of Las Vegas.
I really felt ill the rest of the trip. Something just didn't seem right with my body. But, knowing me like you two do, I woke up at 5:00 and ran the same trip. All-in-all each run was about 6.5 miles of running. You know, now that I think about it, I didn't see any other idiots running in the afternoon.
So, I did my fair share of exercising while in Vegas, and I didn't gamble all that much. It was mostly one night for about two hours then I was finished. I spent quite a bit of my time just walking around the strip looking at stuff to buy. I bought Jett a Yankees cap just like mine, yet when I showed it to him it was like I fed him a carrot. He despises those things, and apparently the Yankees hat.
I did have a chance to do a coney crawl to compare which hot dog is better, Nathan's or Pink's. The winner? Neither lit me up with zeal, but overall I think Pink's won out for there super sized dogs, paired with the pint-sized buns. Way to go Pink's on winning the dog crawl of Las Vegas.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
In Case You Missed Me
Wow, what a whirlwind adventure. In the past week I've been stopped by the federally, flown through - and stopped in - 3 different time zones in 24 hours, flown with a 2 year old, caught the largest bass in my entire life, ran through the dessert hills of Mexico and spent three or so days with my family in Kentucky. To top it all off, I survived and am back on a regular schedule.
It sounds like a mouthful, but it was a blast. Well, except for the few tense moments when the federally thought we were smuggling drugs through the small town of La Cruz. Once they found out we were just a couple of gringos looking to catch some fish they were cool and let us go on our merry way.
My wife thought I should start blogging about my travels around the states for my job, and I suppose I will tell my wide viewership a few stories about my travels. This could be considered a first for me since I work in a position that allows me to come to work in shorts and a ball cap, and I never really share a ton of stories with you guys about my travels. I mean with a job like mine you'd think I'd be bragging up a storm about this job.
It really is a dream position that I worked my tail off to get, and I have no plans on letting go. I do work under the blanket term PR, which is a fancy way of saying I put our client in front of viewers any way possible. It typically falls into the print media, but throughout the years of continued growth in social media and video it has grown into those markets as well. So my company does it all. Everything from taking writers on photo shoots (glamour) to writing press releases (dirty work), the company is well diversified in the outdoor markets, and every single staff person loves what they do.
So I will begin to let you in a little deeper into the travels of an outdoor industry PR dude. I know both of you know what I do, and at least one of you will hear this story more than a couple times, but it is a new direction for the blog. Next week, I'm in Vegas so things could get interesting quick.
It sounds like a mouthful, but it was a blast. Well, except for the few tense moments when the federally thought we were smuggling drugs through the small town of La Cruz. Once they found out we were just a couple of gringos looking to catch some fish they were cool and let us go on our merry way.
My wife thought I should start blogging about my travels around the states for my job, and I suppose I will tell my wide viewership a few stories about my travels. This could be considered a first for me since I work in a position that allows me to come to work in shorts and a ball cap, and I never really share a ton of stories with you guys about my travels. I mean with a job like mine you'd think I'd be bragging up a storm about this job.
It really is a dream position that I worked my tail off to get, and I have no plans on letting go. I do work under the blanket term PR, which is a fancy way of saying I put our client in front of viewers any way possible. It typically falls into the print media, but throughout the years of continued growth in social media and video it has grown into those markets as well. So my company does it all. Everything from taking writers on photo shoots (glamour) to writing press releases (dirty work), the company is well diversified in the outdoor markets, and every single staff person loves what they do.
So I will begin to let you in a little deeper into the travels of an outdoor industry PR dude. I know both of you know what I do, and at least one of you will hear this story more than a couple times, but it is a new direction for the blog. Next week, I'm in Vegas so things could get interesting quick.
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