One of my new favorite bloggers, Fig, reminded me to ask the universe a question:
Why Twitter?
Do you really need to know my every thought/action/whatever whenever my thumbs feel agile?
If I were to Twitter, here is what you would look forward to:
Eating Dale & Thomas Butter Toffee and Walnut Crunch
Spore is a fun game, but less fun in the Civilization stage
Fred Armison makes the greatest Penny Marshall I have ever seen
I have popcorn in my teeth
And a rug burn from falling down the stairs
The Boarder moved out
I really need to go to bed.
Spore is a fun game, but less fun in the Civilization stage
Fred Armison makes the greatest Penny Marshall I have ever seen
I have popcorn in my teeth
And a rug burn from falling down the stairs
The Boarder moved out
I really need to go to bed.
There--did you want to know all of that? Don't you think our relationship would be better with a little privacy? Don't you WANT me to keep the bathroom door closed when I am peeing? (Figuratively. I am totally peeing when I blog.)
Maybe I am just a spoilsport, but I am already too tied to the internet from blogging, the Google Reader, the three comics that I read every day, and playing stupid games. I don't even like to check Facebook, because I already got in touch with the two people I wanted to reunite with, so that train has shipped out. Or something.
Why would I want to update every little facet of my life? And why would you want to read it?
(And what is with the music these days? You kids and your rap.)
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7 comments:
That's it. I'm going to write a rap about the popcorn in your teeth and the only way you'll be able to see it is through twitter.
I'm kind of with you on not getting the whole Twitter craze. Maybe it's because I haven't tried it. As it is, I am already NOT that crazy about most people's Facebook updates. Why would I subscribe to a whole service of that?
(Some Facebook updates I really like, but ones like "So and So is checking Facebook" bore me nearly to tears).
I'll tell you (and then I'm going to go tell Fig)...Just Twitter for crying out loud!
It's way better than facebook.
I don't really get facebook.
Ditto, la Yen. Except also, I am not as funny as you, and I think Twitterererers are s'posed to be funny. Otherwise it's just a travelog on stimulants.
Facebook: The thing I like about facebook is hooking up w/ people I haven't seen in 20 years. The updates can get a little old, though, probably because I've suddenly found myself friends w/ a bunch of high school seniors and freshman at the Y. I love teenagers, but they are silly. More silly than thirty and forty year-olds--at least on most days.
Twitter: I look at it as micro-blog. It works for me when I'm too lazy to blog or when--like last night--I want to tell everyone something but it doesn't merit and entire post. Did you hear who took first place in the PHS Marching Band Chili Cook-off? Me! Did you want to read a whole post about it? Probably not.
You: I would love to see you on Twitter because you are the queen of one-liners and I know you would make me laugh out loud. I'm not kidding!
Dalene, you make a compelling point--I am TRULY lazy and the pressure of only writing ONE thing would be intriguing...
b. Would I be allowed to discontinue facebook, then? (At least until next season of So You Think You Can Dance--I need my Hot Tamale Train discussion group.)
Fig and Sherry, I am staying strong for the moment.
I used to feel almost exactly the way you do about twitter ...
a) I just can't be bothered.
b) Why would ANYONE want to read boring crap like that about me?
However, I am beginning to discover the merits of it (as previously mentioned) as a crutch for when I don't have more than 3 sentences worth of a blog post in me (which is frankly a LOT of the time). So for me, the answer to A is now, I CAN be bothered to twitter at moments when I can't be bothered to blog. However, I still have no response for point B.
My only problem is that I keep forgetting to add stuff. I seem to be averaging like one entry a day.
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