Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Well, I am on twitter...Finally! Better late than never.
I joined twitter roughly a month ago after succumbing to peer pressure. At first I didn't really know what to make of it, so I'd say stuff nobody gives a fart about like, "I'm taking a dump right now" while trying to figure it out. It seemed pretty dull at first, but I now find it to be a pretty fun tool. For those of you who aren't familiar with twitter, it's (displayed on the upper right corner) some sort of social networking thingy where you can follow people's every move, pretty similar to facebook's "What are you doing right now," but in an on going capacity. To follow someone is the myspace or facebook equivalent to being their friend. You can only be updated on people's moves if you follow them and people can't know what you're doing unless they follow you. So, as you can imagine, people who follow you may take offense that you aren't following them.
To keep it funky, I'm combing my "following" list as we speak to un-follow a few folks. My co-worker, Gang Starr Girl said it best. People on the internet think they're stars. Someone's left elbow could be featured in a clip and they'll twitter it (or is it tweet?) and try to get some attention off it. I'm just now starting to clock in more twittime, but was somehow listed among 100 people to follow on twitter in a recent The Rap-Up Entry. They had me listed among bloggers. First off, I'm not a blogger, I just post a lot. Secondly, big up to Rizoh. I appreciate the love, but I don't think congrats are in order or anything. That list was the last thing some of the featured twitterers needed.
I personally love twitter's web of conversations, or when folks post interesting links. It's one thing when celebrities like Shaq overtwitter. After all, we're obsessed with celebs. How else would you explain TMZ? But the average twitterer needs to stop acting like we care if he goes to the freakin' bathroom. Forgive me for being so anal, pause, I just can't help it. These non-important people acting importants are quickly turning me into a twitter bully. It's making me get on my own nerves. That's how much it's bothering me. Forgive me, but I'll have to take some of my pals for example. Earlier today, one of my boys twittered: "I'm in DMV Hell" to which I responded, "Shut up, dude! We don't care." Now, had Shaq been at the DMV, that would have made for an interesting twit. You and me, not so much. Going through twitter today, I saw people quote songs we've already heard(what's the point?), get their reverend run on with some baththub ass proverbs, details on what they had for lunch or sharing that they're brushing their teeth, scratching their asses or watching TV...Dude! Phillies won and the Eagles beat the Giant last week. Don't twitt just to twitt, you twit. Silence is underrated.
I know I'm no fun and being a ball buster here, but I can't help it, so stop acting important, cause your followers are laughing behind your back as we speak. And don't act like you don't care, we know you do.