Here's Your Old Media

This video cracks me up. Here's Ava doing a tube-by along the shoreline of a Cox Communications family compound. It's never too early to learn not only water sport safety, but that information distribution is valuable. I love it when I can swing a two-fer on the many life lessons she will learn - from my perspective.



No matter what side you view it from, the Cox Plantation lake landing is quite fabulous, if not a little foreboding. Look while you can though; could be that assets bundled so prettily into one single family's inherited property is something that slips forever into the mist of bygone media times.

On The Wings Of A Gulfstream Full Of Poodles

Silly me, I've been so wrapped-up in my fantasy world of committing new media, I completely and utterly failed to acknowledge the passing of a Cox Media Plantation belle, Barbara Cox Anthony. Hon, Mrs. Cox Anthony could "do boards" like nobodies business!

My favorite Mrs. Cox Anthony story is how she had one of the numerous family jets fly a load of her poodles over to meet up with her in Paris. Men may come and go, and Lordy how they came and went from Mrs. Anthony's splendid life, but a real lady knows the value of a snappy little lap dog to an aging, weary heart. And Dear Reader, ladies' hearts, be they rich or poor ones, all get a little saggy as the years go by.

Thinking on the Cox's bags of billions, I do have to laugh a bit when people wonder if new media is "monetizable." Honey, all information is pure gold... to those who can make it come to life. Just ask a Cox heir. I think there are still a few left around this town.