Category: Marketing
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My Week with Google Street View
What’s it like to to be part of the Google Street View Partner Program? Corie Martin takes us inside.
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A Look at Facebook’s College Groups
Ma’ayan Plaut’s disillusionment with Facebook : saga in two parts
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#hewebSYR 2012
HighEdWeb Syracuse brought Web professionals from across five states and three countries for a packed day of sessions covering everything from crisis communications and student social media ambassadors to Wordpress plug-ins and mobile learning.
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Foursquare @ WKU: Using 4sqonCampus for event promotion
When we got to thinking about cool, new, free things we could do on campus for our students, Foursquare made a lot of sense.
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Meetups and Photo Booths and Deals, Oh My! — Using Social Media to Create Hybrid Events on Your Campus
In the age of Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, FourSquare and SCVNGR, there are new ways to engage your audience that are inexpensive and interactive, without sacrificing impact.
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Six Questions with Ma’ayan Plaut
Ma’ayan Plaut talks about why the f*ck people should choose Oberlin, her Tumblr-love and how undergrads are like squirrels.
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Unlock SNHU.edu with the Konami code
When up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A is added to a higher ed site, magic happens.
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Joy to the World Wide Web
The holiday card: a fixture of the higher educations communications landscape.
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BRAAAAAINS! Or, How Radford’s Halloween Web Project Made the Washington Post
Pushing the envelope in higher education is not always easy, so imagine the challenge when you want to transform the envelope into a zombie that wants to eat your students’ brains.
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Six Questions with Bob Johnson
Bob Johnson, an experienced higher ed marketing professional, shares his thoughts on what he sees as marketing/Web/comm departments’ biggest gaps, his pet peeves and greatest lessons learned.
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How Roller Derby Helped Me Fall Back in Love with PR
Routine. Drudgery. Burnout. They’re things we all fear or deal with when we work in an industry long enough. Little did I know those feelings would be hip-checked into oblivion by a group of women on wheels, in fishnets.