So, You’ve Decided to Join TWITTER

I’ve fought the temptation to get into social networking, but when Senator John McCain is on TWITTER (remember when he said he wasn’t computer savvy during the campaign) I figured I better grab a chair before the music stops.

I’m sorry, but using electronics to talk to tens, hundreds or even thousands of people at the same time isn’t new. I did it in the 1970s. We called it CB radio.

So instead of having a “handle” like I did in 1974 (“Breaker 1-9, this is handle withheld to avoid embarrassment), I now have “fredontv” as a “user name.”

I have just one question now that I’m part of TWITTER Nation: now what?

I already have a cell phone with voice mail, a home phone with voice mail and an office phone with voice mail.

I’m next to one or two phones 20 out of 24 hours a day.

I have two email accounts, I can send text messages and now I have TWITTER. Communication isn’t a problem for me.

TWITTER asks the question: “what are you doing?” Here’s my answer: not much.

When I ask friends “what’s going on?,” they also answer “not much.” Unless my friends answer with a simple “nothing.”

My adult conversations go about the same as the ones I have with my 8-year old daughter each afternoon on the ride home from school:

DAD: “How was school today?”
GENNA: “Good.”
DAD: “How’s your teacher?”
GENNA: “She’s good.”
DAD: “Did learn a lot today?”
GENNA: “Yes.”
DAD: “What did you learn?”
GENNA: “Math.”

I guess I haven’t come as far from second grade as I thought.

So while my amount of interesting activity hasn’t increased, my ability to let you know I’m not doing much has grown by leaps and bounds.

That’s progress.