Last week I did something I thought I'd never do: I started a twitter account. No, there's no need to judge me. I'm doing a fine job all on my own.
Sicker, still? I can link my twits here, to my blog. Look at this nonsense! -------------------------------->
My major aversion to twitter is based in the private sector; why do I need to know what you, or anyone, is doing at any given moment? Why do I need to be alerted? I can be your friend and fully support you without needing to know that you need to go to the store and buy more toilet paper.
I have contested that the ONLY use for twitter, the only possible good it can do, is to help bands, theatres, performers, etc., with free publicity. For example, this morning on my twitter, I found out that St. Vincent was on NPR's Morning Eclectic. Had I been better about checking my twitter, I might have known about it last night. But alack and alas, by the time I got the news it was over and done. See? I can join twitter, but I still don't have to be more informed!
In all seriousness, this twitter account is for the soul-purpose of publicizing my examiner.com column. So I will tell all 23 (plus random guests...hi!) of you, that should you ever find the inclination to read my articles, you can link to them on my blog, through the twits on the right, which are sent out through my examiner account.
I am *way* too connected.
I do get a measly pittance every time I have clicks on my examiner page. Just throwing that out into the universe, and seeing where it bounces.
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010
I'm a twit ... er ...
Posted by Radical Bradacal at 10:48 AM 3 commentsSaturday, February 6, 2010
The Great Blogosphere
Posted by Radical Bradacal at 6:52 PM 3 commentsI've become increasingly impressed with this intricate and extensive sub-culture of the blogosphere. Here is this self-publishing avenue of massive proportions - there are hundreds of thousands, nay, millions of people who write blogs, blogs about anything and everything.
Blogs about epic fails, awkward family photos, blogs for brides, a blog for off-beat brides, a blog for cake disasters, a blog for crazy cats and even crazier captions - fitness, cooking, culture, how-to, crafts, advice, gay, straight, professional writers, moms, publicists, gardeners, all of the above - Blogs have become the best of what humanity has to offer. They make us laugh, they make us think, they inform, they share - they remind us of how completely linked and similar we are to each other. And in times like ours, I can't think of anything we need more.
Let me give you an example of how interconnected we are.
I started this blog because of this woman, and found a mutual friend who writes this blog. Upon my first trip to Calgary (and consequently falling head over heels in love with my monkey), I met *this* amazing woman, who's recently restarted her blog, and my future brother-in-law who just started this stunning piece of prose. And the blog I've been reading the longest - a mutual friend of many online and real life mutual friends.
We're even more interconnected, as many of you reading this follow more than just one the blogs I've linked above. Holy cow!
So here we all, sending our thoughts, feelings, observations, and quandaries out into the cyber world - soul valentines released into ether, hoping to connect with one other person - one other soul that will say, "Yeah, I know what that's like," or "I think that's funny too!" or "Wow, that touched me." And if we're lucky, it's more than one, and we get to share our soul just a little bit more. And is there any greater gift?
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