It’s 6am and I’m at my parents’ house. I was in bed by 8:30 and it was still light outside. Just like old times, minus the part where I never lived in this house. I’m here for work but I always stay at my parents’ when I come here. Not Houston, though. In Houston it’s almost like there are too many people to visit, so I just stay in a hotel. And have dinner with different friends every time. Weird.
So maybe you’re wondering what happened to the tweets I used to have over there on the left. I took them down to help me blog more. Because sometimes I won’t blog but I’ll think, “Well, they can read my tweets, they know I’m in DC/mad at traffic/eating a grilled cheese with truffle oil.” Well, I’ve used that crutch for too long. Did you know there’s a WordPress app for iPhone? Did you know that I have it on my phone? And still I was relying on my tweets to blog for me. So no more.
Speaking of tweeting, I was excited to jump on the bandwagon of Twitter. And everything else: MySpace (account now deleted), Facebook, blogging, etc. But have I told you how much I fucking HATE Foursquare and Gowalla? I hate them. I like to read tweets! I like to click on your links! I like to see pictures and read articles! I DO NOT like to click on a link and go to a Foursquare page that just tells me . . . oh wait, it tells me absolutely nothing.
WHO CARES?
And I realize that makes no sense. I do want to know that you can’t sleep, that ugh, you have to work late, that you just made seafood paella. I want to see 7-second videos of your cat playing with string! I want to read that article on how Netflix is finally on iPhone. But I don’t care where you are.
And I’m not sure why I have such an aversion to it. Because if someone says, “I’m at Liberty Bar with @soandso! www.twitpicofmybeer.” I’m like, “Cool, that beer looks yum!” But if they Foursquare that they are at Liberty, then I just get annoyed. Which is to say that as soon as Facebook announced “Places” I disabled that shit real quick-like. Tag me in a photo? Sure! Tell the world exactly where I am RIGHT NOW? No, thank you. (I will probably tell you on Twitter in 5 minutes anyway.)
So a little disclaimer. I was scrolling through my tweets just now looking for a Foursquare or Gowalla tweet so I could post a pic and I clicked on the Gowalla of a guy who started following me a while ago and we’ve exchanged a few tweets, mostly about food. Seems super nice, but other than twitter, I have no reason to know him. Anyway, I clicked on his Gowalla and I was like, “He’s in Dallas? But he’s from Seattle! What’s he doing in Dallas? Man, if I’d known (read: if I’d clicked on his stupid Gowalla), I could have tweeted him and maybe we could have hung out! A po’boy DOES sound good…” So, um, yeah, there’s that.
Maybe I should get over myself and try one of those stupid services.
Look for that to happen just as soon as I get over myself and stop making fun of socks and heels long enough to try it:
