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Wait a minute, where was I? Oh, I remember; I was relating how I opened a Twitter account, even though I think twittering and tweeting should be left to the birds and I have to wonder about people who share their every thought, however insipid it might be, and their every action, however insipid it might be, with other people, especially total strangers. Hmm, then again, I also have to wonder about the people who want to read about the thoughts and actions of total strangers. And what about this fascination with celebrities? I mean, who cares what Jennifer Anniston or Kirstie Alley or Lady Gaga had for breakfast or what thoughts ran through their heads as they sat in the dentist's chair waiting for a root canal? Do I care? Quite frankly, no. I don't give two hoots in you-know-where. Oops, I think I've gotten off the subject again, so let me refocus:
As I was saying, I opened my very own Twitter account, after which I proceeded to post some "tweets," and trust me, writing something in 140 characters or less was not easy for me. In case you've never noticed, I do tend to be quite wordy. Well, my wordiness notwithstanding, I posted some witticisms and insightful observations on life, in my own inimitable style, and felt quite pleased with myself. My sense of self-satisfaction and accomplishment was short-lived, however, when I returned to my Twitter account a few days later, only to learn that no one had read anything I had written. In other words, I had no followers, and when I checked again tonight, I still had no followers. Can you imagine my sense of rejection? I feel totally unloved and unwanted. "Poor pitiful me," I thought.
The reality, of course, is that I don't have the time, or the desire, to post "tweets" every few minutes or even every few hours throughout the day, even if anyone did care to read about what I was thinking or doing, so maybe it's a good thing I have no followers. What's more, I think I shall now return to Twitter and close my account. But then, if when I return, what if I see that I have actually attracted a follower, maybe even two, in my absence? Talk about a dilemma. Oh, whatever shall I do? I know, I'll write a tweet!
And that's it from the swamps of south Louisiana for October 8, 2012. May all your tweets be good tweets.
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