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About WeaeselyOne – Jeff Randall

I’ve been involved with online development, online marketing and SEO since 2003 when I left a recruitment and marketing job in higher education due to the demands the travel schedule was placing on my family.  I love the nearly frenetic pace of this work as must many others since there has been substantial growth in this industry over the last several years.

I have been known to frequent WebmasterWorld and WebmasterRadio chat where I have posted under the names wallybob and legion.  I’m returning to a pre-online nickname WeaselyOne partially out of nostalgia and partially because I found the name legion used by too many others.  (For example it wasn’t available on WebmasterWorld.)

Why Weaselyone?

A close friend began referring to me (and a lot of other people) as weasel’s.  I took up the term (if you can’t beat them join them I guess) and soon “weasel” evolved into a word whose meaning was more determined by the context of the conversation than by the dictionary definition.  There are good weasels: my kids for example.  There are bad weasels: the Pittsburg Steelers who beat my Seattle Seahawks in the Super Bowl. : (  There are natural weasels: minks, ermines, and the er..weasel.  I am a weasel (hence being a weasely one) and chances are at one time or another you have been weasely yourself.

What does being Weasely (or a Weasel or a WeaselyOne) mean?

Generally speaking and for the purposes of this space a weasel is someone who is able to look at a situation and find a way to turn it to their advantage.  Example: My kids are the perfect weasels.  Anytime you ask them to stop doing something they’ll ask why.  As soon as you give them a reason they’ll chew on that until they find a loophole or a way to twist the logic in their favor.

What is the point of Weaselyone.com

This is not a “work blog”.  While I will write about search and marketing related things here this is as much a space to talk about what’s happening in my life as anything.  I’m gonna post stuff that amuses me, stuff about my kids (who either amuse me or threaten to bring on an aneurism) and stuff that ticks me off.  Take a look if you want or not – it’s up to you.