I’m a man of few talents… well, some talents, but one can’t make money at them (legally—wacka-chicka-wacka-chicka-bow-wow!). I am somewhat content with my lot in life: it’s not a lot, but it’s a life! (Ba-da-BING! Thank you, I’ll be here all week… try the veal…)
I know who I am. I know what I am… and then came Twitter.
I don’t get it. While, I’m not the most technical guy around, I do have a general understanding of technology, computers, the web, etc. I may not always understand it, but I get it. I’ve got a blog (duh)—actually, I have several. I have a Facebook page—which I find silly, stupid, pointless and so incredibly addictive. However, I don’t get Twitter.
With Twitter, I can tell people what I’m doing right now, which is only good if you continuously keep telling people what you’re doing all day long. Facebook, on the other hand, is very participatory. I can see what all my friends are up to, check out their pictures, join some groups, have an online conversation, change my profile, post 25 things no one knows and/or cares about me, all while pretending to work—even as I send someone an imaginary gift that they don’t want.
But Twitter… what the hell does it actually do? I can post minutiae about myself all day long, but it doesn’t really prove anything other than I’ve got nothing to do but post minutiae about myself continuously all day long. I know I don’t have much of a life, but do I really need a website to confirm it for me?
Feel free to prove my point: Twitter me all about it…
I know who I am. I know what I am… and then came Twitter.
I don’t get it. While, I’m not the most technical guy around, I do have a general understanding of technology, computers, the web, etc. I may not always understand it, but I get it. I’ve got a blog (duh)—actually, I have several. I have a Facebook page—which I find silly, stupid, pointless and so incredibly addictive. However, I don’t get Twitter.
With Twitter, I can tell people what I’m doing right now, which is only good if you continuously keep telling people what you’re doing all day long. Facebook, on the other hand, is very participatory. I can see what all my friends are up to, check out their pictures, join some groups, have an online conversation, change my profile, post 25 things no one knows and/or cares about me, all while pretending to work—even as I send someone an imaginary gift that they don’t want.
But Twitter… what the hell does it actually do? I can post minutiae about myself all day long, but it doesn’t really prove anything other than I’ve got nothing to do but post minutiae about myself continuously all day long. I know I don’t have much of a life, but do I really need a website to confirm it for me?
Feel free to prove my point: Twitter me all about it…
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