Tuesday!
CycleDog photo. Fritz claims it's kitty porn.
Why I'm not on Twitter
I read a blog on blogging, of all things, that recommended bloggers join and use social networking sites like Twitter, Facebook, or Linkedin. It's a means of building traffic and a brand. If I were doing this for money it would clearly make sense. And I can fully understand that others use those sites for that purpose.
Here's an example of my typical day.
4:55AM Wake up. One of the dubious benefits of middle age is waking before the alarm goes off. Sometimes I drift off to sleep again and it scares the snot out of me!
5:00AM Alarm clock goes off. Visit bathroom. Feed cats in kitchen. Load laptop with news. Drink OJ and take meds.
5:45AM Leave for work.
5:50AM Stop for newspaper (if it's my turn this week).
6:10AM Arrive at work, if I drive. When I ride, arrival is half an hour later.
6:15AM Make coffee. Check overnight maintenance records and update paperwork. Soak face in coffee. Check load center for incoming units and their mod status. Turn on test equipment and begin work. Open a text editor page to toss in ideas through the day.
7:45AM Morning crew meeting on operating rhythm.
8:30AM Second breakfast.
11:00AM Lunch.
2:45PM Go home. Check e-mail. Check forum. Read news. Write something, if possible. Run errands as family chauffeur (Mary doesn't drive, and with Lyndsay working full-time, chauffeur duty had devolved to me once again.)
Late afternoon - Yard work. Mow grass. Cut brush and prune as necessary.
Sundown. Take shower. Eat dinner. Check e-mail and (just maybe) write something.
9:30PM to 10:30PM Fall asleep, often with the lights and television still on.
So with all that riveting stuff going on, why am I not on Twitter?
Zzzzzzzzzzz.
Labels: humor
posted by Ed W at 8:25 PM
5 Comments:
And yet it's all strangely captivating.
For example, my most responded to "Tweet" from this morning is here. You can fit a lot of information into 140 characters :-)
Grown men don't "tweet"....
Now, George, try not to get a set of the vapors, but remember that Fritz wears them funny cycling knickers from time to time. We try not to hold that against him.
He's really a good guy, and I say that with all sincerity. I have to write something about that very soon.
I'm also told grown men don't ride bicycles. It's a good thing I don't always do as I'm told.
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