Yep, I finally did it. I’m Twittering. I’m not doing it well, but I’m slinging tweets here and there all the same. This isn’t throw-down, addictive twittering, though, because 1) I still refuse to text and so have limited A-B-C skills with a cell phone, and 2) I can’t answer the “What are you doing?” question with anything interesting. Really, who cares that I graded papers and whined about Daylight Savings Time last night? Nobody.And most people I know aren’t twittering. None of my friends, anyway, who might actually commiserate on the grading thing. My family’s generational/technological divide makes twittering any of them a complete waste of time. My daughter and all her Gen Y buddies are still living and dying on Facebook, and my parents (bless their hearts) still call to tell me they’ve sent an email. Maybe my sister – in all her Gen X splendor – is a twitterer. I’ll send her an email today to find out, because that’s how we Gen Jonesers roll. I do all my twittering on a laptop anyway.
My colleagues? Forget about it. There’s no way a whole department of writing professors can can keep it to 140 characters. Ever.
Other folks leave fascinating tweets and I’m following a few of them. Some leave must-read links and information randomly throughout the day, but there have been a few addicts who, while they initially seemed interesting, have turned out to be even more dull than I am. It’s a mystery to me why someone with a thousand “followers” thinks we care what kind of coffee they just bought or what time they plan to call it a night. Life’s too short to waste it reading inane shit like that.
I suspect I just haven’t found my Twitter-Voice yet. I’ll get to work on that and tell you how it goes, although you could probably follow me on Twitter and find out for yourself. I don’t recommend it, really. Until I figure out my basic rhetorical strategy, it’s pointless anyway.
No Telling 
I have one of those Twitter things but I can’t figure out how to work the damn thing, so I haven’t been back since I set her up.
I did that too, Candace. Mine lay dormant for a good six or eight months. I’m not quite in love with it yet.
haha you said tweets…how hep to the jive you are
Okay, clever Gen Y girl. Make fun of your mother all you want.WAIT! is that The Perfect Grandson over there with his pants off again?Made you look.
Monda, you know, if you look at Twittering as having the potential to be the internet version of haiku, it could open up a whole new kind of twittering. I don’t have time to twitter myself, but I have a new cell phone that lends itself to it — an LG enV2, which opens up like a teeny laptop and has a whole keyboard, so you don’t have to do texting the old-fashioned way with the numeric pad. Do you have a cell phone? Maybe you’re due for a free upgrade….
A whole keyboard. I might actually Twitter the right way if I had one of those. My next free upgrade is July. Hmmm….