It’s true I didn’t have a clue what I was getting myself into when Jen and I decided to create a Twitter account and a blog this time last year. Little did I know that I was about to give birth to my Twitter self and that she, too, would have to be maintained on a daily basis; there were several days when my Twitter self actually took over from my real self, and only a person who is a terminal tweeter knows what this means. For all the aspects I have come to appreciate about Twitter, trust that all of my friends, with the exception of Jen, cannot begin to comprehend how Twitter could enhance one’s life, much less how Twitter could seem to replace my actual life.
Allow me to explain… 1.) For the most part, I have stopped cooking and have not baked a single goody for my friends or family all year; this is nothing short of astounding to those who know me well. 2.) Last October I forgot to pay my mortgage – when I crawled out of the rabbit hole long enough to realize my oversight – I crafted a cunning fabrication that even the bullies at the bank believed. 3.) Being blonde is a time-consuming chore, and thanks to Twitter I decided to forego the hours and dollars I’d been spending at a pricey salon and returned to life as a brunette. This change proved a pleasant surprise as everyone remarked how I looked like the “real me” . . . but little do they know that the real me is often trapped in Twitterland with many characters who are truly mad.
After our first year on Twitter I would like to share the story of how our friendship came to be. Years ago while attending a presentation, I found an open seat next to a petite, high strung, highly-caffeinated stranger who turned out to be Jen. The presenter was a corpulent man who was wearing an ill-fitted and unattractive sport coat. When he turned his back to the audience, Jen turned to me and said, “That’s not a pretty sight.” Not missing a beat, I retorted, “I’d hit that…” (major sarcasm here) and thus began a friendship born in laughter, and our sarcastic wit and wanton wisdom has only intensified on Twitter. Happy 1st Twitter Anniversary, Jen! @twowisegals is an incredible adventure . . . and together on Twitter this dynamic Jen N’ Joni duo is truly double trouble – we’re more like a small gang.
“Relationship is an art.” – Don Miguel Ruiz
One year, 10,000 followers, 36,000 tweets, and God only knows how many venti skim lattes later, here Joni and I sit in the same Starbucks that gave birth to @twowisegals, commemorating our first Twitter anniversary and our not so mild addiction to it. As is her style, Joni finds it amusing. As is my style, I find it puzzling and am analyzing what it all means to me…why has Twitter become so much of my life?
She’s the one who finds time to laugh in her latte…I’m the one who wants to know why I’m drinking one. What is it about Twitter that keeps me coming back for more? A year ago my plan was to have some fun for the summer and then close shop and move onto something else. My opinion of those who shared their thoughts on a social network was somewhere between “Get a life!” and “Who cares?” This past year I surprised myself with the realization that I now have a virtual life and I care about the people in it.
Not much for small talk, I get impatient with those who do. For me it’s always been about connecting with another and getting that connection to a deeper level. Over and over again I have been pleasantly surprised to find that happening within a 140-character limitation. Rather than limit communication, this limitation often enhances its quality by demanding carefully crafted interactions that give insight into the psyches of the thousands of tiny avatars racing down my timeline.
Tweet by tweet I am often able to piece together the essence of another and refine and share my own. For me it’s always been about meaningful connections and the resulting sparks of excitement and gratification that come from them. There it is…the reason why I’m on Twitter. Relationship is, indeed, an art…and Twitter is an effective and creative art form.
“Apparently, a democracy is a place where numerous elections are held at great cost without issues and with interchangeable candidates.”
- Gore Vidal
This video was created by French animator Martin Woutisseth as contest entry for La Cinémathèque Française and pays tribute to the creative genius of film director Tim Burton.
What is being done about the inhumane treatment of girls and women? Not enough! The preposterous truth is that only a third of the world’s countries have laws that prohibit violence against women, and if legislation is in place, it’s rarely upheld.
This PSA video, shot by Indrani, a renowned photographer, shows how horrific girls in India can be treated “like an infectious disease.” As in other parts of the world, Indian girls are abandoned at birth, or worse, sold into the sex trade, and/or forced into child labor. “The Girl Epidemic” is a campaign to change the fate of these girls through education.
The Girl Epidemic website thegirlepidemic.org states:
EDUCATING A GIRL IS THE MOST EFFECTIVE CURE. BECAUSE WHEN YOU EDUCATE A GIRL, YOU MAKE HER A VALUED MEMBER OF SOCIETY AND BEGIN CHANGING DEEP-SEATED SOCIAL NORMS AND INJUSTICES.
Be with a guy who ruins your lipstick. Not your mascara.
My son told me his dream is to learn to play the keytar. Yes, I still love him but tomorrow I’m blowing his college fund on shoes.
If the voices in my head had a British accent, I would do what they say more often.
It’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring. Marilyn Monroe via
“Elephants are contagious.” – Paul Eluard
This slideshow is guaranteed to put a smile on your face…photos originally appeared on May 31, 2012, post “The 35 Cutest Baby Elephants You Will See Today” on twistedsifter.com.