Even though I swore not adopt any more techie addictions besides
- this blog
- working on building an independent WC using a great backend solution that I recently discovered and
- my general, aimless, and completely time-consuming web surfing
I fell into another online addiction today. Much like heroine junkies say, the first time was just.so.easy...and I kept going back for more.
I read about Twitter a year ago on kottke.org. At the time, I thought the whole thing sounded like a big bunch of wasteful nonsense. Did I need more white noise in my e-day besides spam and emails from MLB and the Red Sox Nation (courtesy of The Prof entering all of my email addresses in every Red Sox ticket lottery known to the Northeast)?
But on blogs that I browse, more and more have Twitter links. Aware that I am far from the crest, but unwilling to miss the wave, I signed up:
Now, does anyone really care that my boss' daughter got a damn-near perfect score on her SATs or that The Prof and I's Mexican-themed date night ended in a body shot contest -- off BKP? Probably not, but be warned, Inter-net, sharing the most mundane, succinct (140 words or less) and clever-mostly-only-to-its-author soundbites from daily life is like a little drunky brainbuzz.
Kind of like writing a blog, but in baby steps.baby steps.baby steps.