Twitter: Because you need to know I'm about to pee
I might be mildly embarrassed. I can't decide how to feel.
But I think I'm starting to like Twitter.
I enjoy Facebook a lot, and OS, and my own little blog I started on the once-might Salon Blogs when it opened about (seven?) years ago.
But Twitter? It's nothing but these little 140-character-max updates. No room for anything of substance. Seemed totally retarded.
It also seemed like regression: back to the earliest blogs and personal websites in the '90s, where you informed everyone about important issues like your lunch menu and when you were heading to the bathroom.
But my publisher insisted it was freaking awesome, and a few friends have been insisting how much they enjoy it, so joined in early January, and the past week, I've actually gotten active on it.
And I think I like it.
It turns out I have all sorts of little ruminations and minor amusements throughout the day that are insufficient to blog about, or even call a friend or pound out an email. I'm starting to toss them onto Twitter.
It takes a little training. At first, I posted really lame stuff, just to make myself post something. It took about three days to warm up to the point where I was getting the urge at the right time: where the thought went off, that "Hey, Twit that." (The "correct" verb is apparently tweet. No thank you.)
So I'm not posting my bathroom breaks. I am ruminating about all this PT and body-repair I'm going to. It feels like a full-time job, almost, fixing all these beat-up bodyparts.
I don't think I've actually done that well yet.If you visit my twits, I doubt you'll get a clear sense of that. But I'm getting there.
I'm not yet convinced anyone wants to read my stuff there. I'm not convinced I want to read much from others. But that's OK, I guess. There are writers and there are readers and there are people who enjoy both.I don't swing both ways on that one.
So I'll keep twittering whether anyone shows up or not.
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You really must.
i get him confused. obviously.
this guy, right? http://twitter.com/stephenfry
ok, i took your word for it and added myself as a follower.
(freaky, that made me chuckle. that's definitely how i think of it. or did.)
It still seems silly, but it's so fun.
If he also choreographs, I am going to drop dead in sheer amazement.
i hope i can live up to it.
maybe i should have thought of some clever tweets FIRST. damn.
and i get later for pt by the minute. is this a good excuse?
i guess we'll see if i love it more and more, or grow to hate it. they can go either way.
palin, i know what you mean about complain-then-join. i've been there. i loved email from the start, too. and i almost came in my pants when i first heard about tivo.
yea!!!
trinette said i'm done. my ankle is healing well, and i can take over on my own.
and if you're in denver and think you might need PT, try trinette. so far, she's healed one shoulder, both knees and one ankle for me (over about five years).
they take most insurance. more info here: http://dptpc.com/therapists/leporati-trinette_bio.asp
and her assistant, mike, is really good, too. and hot. too bad he's straight. so many straightguys, never enough homos.
yea!!!
trinette said i'm done. my ankle is healing well, and i can take over on my own.
and if you're in denver and think you might need PT, try trinette. so far, she's healed one shoulder, both knees and one ankle for me (over about five years).
they take most insurance. more info here: http://dptpc.com/therapists/leporati-trinette_bio.asp
and her assistant, mike, is really good, too. and hot. too bad he's straight. so many straightguys, never enough homos.
I know Twitter only asks for your attention intermittently through the day, but it's one more bird chirping for attention. There's only so much food to go around yes?
I see that one of my Fbook friends has all his posts somehow linked so that whenever he writes on his blog the words fling themselves at all his other online homes. Maybe this is the secret...
But I do have a few minutes, so I might just...taste.
a woman at my publisher suggested to set up twitter as the master, to hit all your others. but that sounds crazy to me. i don't want all the little twits hitting my other places.
Thanks.
(I always do that way too late in the game. Bad social networker!)
So I'll keep twittering whether anyone shows up or not."
tweet tweet RR rockinrobin....
a couple of miles away from the airport. He, named Hai, took a leak.
The cops rode by and saw it. A porpoise. A whale. Well, he was fined.
For exposing a porpoise? He was fined $250.00. Whoa! Yikes. OHO.
That's more than a rice paddy farmer makes in one year. Kazoo.
honk!
okay.
A taxidermist sign in my neck of the boondocks reads:`I buy horns.
HOOT!
O dear.
O bucks!
Heehaw!
but i'm ok with it.