Selflessness is quite attractive in the online, virtual, and newsletter world.
If it’s genuine, consistent, and vast, you’re in.
But the moment you sense selfishness, all that loyalty and trust?
Poof.
All your support is gone.
Be selfless. Be pure.
Selflessness is quite attractive in the online, virtual, and newsletter world.
If it’s genuine, consistent, and vast, you’re in.
But the moment you sense selfishness, all that loyalty and trust?
Poof.
All your support is gone.
Be selfless. Be pure.
Creating categories on your blow is tough.
It took me three years, but it’s now clear.
Think of categories as book topics.
If you were to write a book, what would it be about?
If it wouldn’t work as a book, it won’t work as a blog category.

A few months ago, I was visiting my friends at Vitamix HQ.
It was a wonderful, inspiring, and exciting visit.
My lunch session with the Social Media team, however, was not.
Now, let me be clear: the food and company were good. Great, even! I hope to do it again.
But as expected, the advice was no surprise: Do a million things for a million different social networks despite little to no identifiable return on investment.
Ugh.
And for Life is NOYOKE, that means do all that stuff myself (or hire which make zero sense given the previously mentioned zero ROI thing).
Yuck.
One lunch attendee, though, suggested something that seemed doable. It was advice for which I was most grateful.
She suggested, “More Instagram!”
She was already one of my few followers and wanted more. Selfies, food, workouts, travel, whatever.
Me: How often?
Her: Daily.
Me: Wouldn’t daily Instagrams be annoying?
Her: No way. Anything less than daily is not enough. More than daily is the only way it can get annoying.
Easy enough. I can do that. One Instagram, daily. Monday – Friday.
Easy enough.
Plenty of food pics, dog pics, and selfies to go around.
I even threw on a hashtag #wwmw at the beginning of the first few to tell Melissa I was taking her advice. What would Melissa want?
Easy enough.
But soon, there was a problem.
We are all creatures of habit.
Me though? I find something I like and stick to it.
I wear the same thing every day. #nonewclothes.
I eat the same ten things. #nonewfoods
I enjoy playing with my little black dog named Lucy. #yougetthepoint
I have a pretty fiancée and we love each other. #puke
I do travel, but it’s often by car. #cornfieldsfordays
I work from home, and in the winter will go days without leaving the block. #quickwalkswithlucy
Bottom line: My life is not very exciting. Even a single 1 x 1 picture per day becomes like a broken record pretty quickly.
And this is actually a good segway.
My favorite, and not coincidently most “liked” Instagrams are from travel or special events. This wedding, our engagement, Lake Tahoe, my new nephew, a selfie during a talk I gave.
These are moments at which I want to look back and cherish. Captured moments of joy, awe, and wonder at the beauty of life.
And I can’t fake it.
I’m not excited about showing you the same simple dinner I eat every night. I know you don’t care about my dog. And I’m not proud of my latest selfie.
Life is boring sometimes.
Pretending that it isn’t by posting a filtered 1 x 1 of some basic crap I’ve done a million times doesn’t make it exciting.
It makes it annoying.
Moreover, what happens when life is neither joyous nor boring? What happens when it gets legitimately sad?
What happens when someone get sick. Or when relationships go sideways? Or money is tight?
Am I supposed to show you my #vegan dinner pretending like it means anything to me?
You could be #raw with your Instagrams when times are tough, but you really have to dig deep.
Because as the cliche goes…
They are.
A really good picture can embody so much emotion and complexity and meaning.
Usually, though, they don’t. And they aren’t worth the bandwidth the rode in on.
If you want to tell a story with a single Instagram pic, you have to travel. Get out in the world. Understand what’s behind the picture.
#foodporn tells a story of three words. I ate this.
To tell a story with words (NOT pictures), I, too, must travel. But I can just close my eyes and let my brain do the flying.
On this blog, I promise to publish something (just words) daily. I can always find something that’s profound, even if it’s brief.
It’s really tough to connect in that kind of way with a daily Instagram.
And then, of course, there’s the ROI thing…
Let me begin by saying Instagram is important for some people. And it’s important for some businesses. (Hi, Mom!)
But here’s the deal:
People don’t visit Instagram to visit websites. They use it to kill time. They go to satisfy curiosity. They go to take a break.
Now, this blog generates zero revenue. But I enjoy doing it. It’s cathartic. It’s like daily exercise. And who knows? Maybe parts of it will turn into another project (a small book or a podcast mini-series).
Point is this: I don’t write this blog for the money. I love it.
Instagram, on the other hand?
Well, I think I’ve made it clear that it feels like a chore to me. I enjoy producing one out of 20 of the posts I’ve done in the last few, daily-posting months.
Moreover, it’s a chore that fucks with my head. I get way too wrapped up in the quality and quantity of the “likes” I get from my Instagram posts. It’s almost always disappointing. Maybe it’s what someone in an abusive relationship feels like? The harder you work the less positive feedback you get, and when there’s negative feedback (silence) you’re dejected.
Point being: Instagramming daily is not only a job that I loathe, but it also doesn’t pay!
Why the poor ROI?
So many reasons…
Daily Instagrams have done a lot of nothing.
It has not increased my Instagram followers.
It has not increased Life is NOYOKE newsletter subscribers.
It has not convinced anyone to buy any product I sell or promote.
In fact, it’s done the opposite.
Why subscribe to Updates, the Life is NOYOKE newsletter when you can see a daily dose of Lenny on Instagram?
And not only does it dilute what I do, it dilutes what I do. (Yeah, you read that right.)
Every Instagram post takes two hours of my day.
Time to find a pic. Time to edit it. Time to write a caption. Time to edit said caption. Time to look and see if people liked it. Time to see what other people are Instagramming.
For what?
So I can dedicate less time, effort, brainpower, creativity to the things I actually care about? The things I think actually make a difference?
And this isn’t even counting the time it takes to switch gears to another task.
(That’s how 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 8. The gear switch and fending off ensuing distractions adds to the task duration.)
With this math, giving up Instagram means I could put an extra ten hours per week into things that actually matter.
Things for you (Updates, ULB, Minimooning). Or things for me (the gym, personal projects, etc.)
Or, how about just BEING?
Life has taken a back seat to Instagrammable moments.
Can you pass me a fork? Always makes the pics look better.
Can you take a pic of me playing with Lucy? Try to get her jumping.
Hang on. Can I use your phone? I need to snap a pic and my phone is MIA.
It’s like I have a needy child with me constantly asking questions. Now? No, not now. Now? Fine, make it quick.
Real kids are coming soon enough. Can I please just live?
Another way to look at it: I’m my own paparazzi. Just leave me alone!
Yet, the most common question is, “Won’t you miss people’s updates?”
The other day, I opened up Instagram and saw a common thread among the first ten pictures.
Women.
Ones that I’ve been with. Ones that I would be with. Ones my buddies are with. Ones that fall into none of the above (ones I work with, for example) but don’t appear as such to the casual onlooker (my fiancée).
Enough.
Old lovers, high school acquaintances, blogger friends, super models named Bar Refaeli. What do I need that for?
I don’t.
Of course, I won’t even mention the ads now being served on Instagram. No thank you.
The things everyone says when I say I’m done with Instagram.
Yes, Instagram is a nice way to keep pictures in one place.
But I don’t actually own them. Facebook does.
And Google can’t find them.
No, I’m not exactly sure where I’ll put them all.
But I’m pretty sure Instagram is not the best place. It’s just the most convenient.
The old fashioned way. Visits and requests to see photos while I’m there. Or, FaceTime.
This sign will be posted.

Everything you found there can now be exclusively found on “Updates”, the Life is NOYOKE newsletter.
Tempting. But I think it’s in everyone’s best interest if those really special ones showed up in my newsletter.
Never been better! Working harder and living happier than I ever have.
Let’s recap.
I dread Instagramming daily, it provides no ROI, and my feed is completely inappropriate.
Although I don’t think I’ll need it, I’m giving myself an out with the caveat “at least for a while.”
Because there may come a time when Instagramming satisfies my soul.
But right now, it doesn’t.
Bye Instagram.
I will always hold a special place in my heart for you.
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For the longest time, I thought “how to” posts were the only way to go.
They’re helpful, authoritative, and quite simply, they work.
But what happens when you’ve written the manual? You’ve explained all you know?
That moment when you realize you actually don’t know shit.
That’s where the fun starts.
Look at the people above you. Or, the ones you follow. Basically, the people that influence you.
Now ask yourself: Is that who you want to be?
I mean everything. Influence, family life, responsibilities.
If yes, continue on the path you’re on.
If no, quit your job, unfollow, and unsubscribe.
It’s that simple.
You can ease into the day, reflecting on the weekend that was.
You can jump right in, prepping for the weekend that will be.
Or, you can do neither.
Just enjoy the day.
Trying to make something go viral is a great way to guarantee your content doesn’t go viral.
That also takes ALL the fun out of your work.
Have fun first. Attention will follow.
I got out of my home office. Out of my city. Out of my comfort zone.
I spent two days in meetings with people like me: On a mission to improve the lives of others.
Where exactly I was is not important. For my own records, I was meeting with this partner of Life is NOYOKE.
What is important, though, is what I learned about myself, business and life.
Note: For the happiest, most fulfilling life, strive for regular trips like this one.
That’s great.
By now, you have a topic you’re passionate about and want to share your knowledge with the world.
And since you’re going to be spending the time, it would be nice to monetize it a bit. Something simple to start. Perhaps the Amazon Affiliate Program.
So naturally you want to focus on search engine optimization (SEO) because you don’t have much of an audience yet.
So where do you start?
Well, you start exactly where you thought you should start.
You should start by building your SEO foundation.
Let me explain.
NOTE: When you register your domain at Bluehost through me, I get a few cents of the $3.95. It’s not much. But cents add up and are greatly appreciated.
Think about architecture. What buildings are admired the most?
The ones that have been around the longest, right?
That White House is a great example.
The same is true with websites. The websites that have been around the longest are:
And it makes sense.
Search engines like Google want to serve its users the highest quality search results. Generally, the websites that are older are more quality.
Think about it.
If you’re searching for info on Vitamix, who do you want on the top of your search results? An authority on the topic or someone with an unestablished domain?
Thought so.
The good thing is that you are already an authority on your topic. The problem is that you haven’t claimed your real estate yet.
The White House lives at 1600 Pennsylvania.
What about your website?
So now that you’re mentally ready to start a blog, it’s time to take the next step.
Register your awesome domain name.
Domains are a websites home address. Mine is uncleleosblog.com.
Once you’ve claimed your real estate in the proverbial Land of Search, then you’re ready for the fun stuff:
Go register your domain for free at Bluehost now.
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Grocery shopping without a cart is tricky.
At first, you think you can carry everything in your arms. Then, you start to stack a little higher until one thing spills. And another. Finally, you can’t talk two feet because your arms are so full, and you’re walking so carefully to ensure you don’t leave anything behind.
This is a lot like the creative mind.
Without a shopping cart for your ideas, you start lose them one-by-one until you can’t proceed.
For this, I use a single Google doc on my phone. Some people use Evernote or the standard notepad app.
Makes navigating the grocery store of life much more pleasant.