Like Sellsius, I decided to take a vacation. It wasn't a trip or anyplace away, except I had to take a break from blogging. It's funny how even a small time away freshens the imagination when one returns.
So, here I sit at my computer. Old fogey, crone, grandma or whatever name my kids may call me this week, all apply to me. It dawned on me that keeping up with the GenX and GenY crowd is a bit tough. This week alone, I started to list the networking places which I've joined or been invited to join. It's pretty lengthy.
Places you can find me are My Space, Linked In, Active Rain, Real Talk, Blog Talk, Real Estate World and Facebook. There's Naymz and Twitter . . . twitter used to be something birds did but humans do it now. A colleague told me "everyone's there". Sorry, I'm not, which must make me a "no one"!
The latest invitation to Spock really temps me because I'm of the Trekkie generation, a phenomenon the Gen'ers can't understand. I haven't logged in there yet, but what will I find? Will it be just another site to find the same set of friends? The same flock of sheep that seems to follow the leader wherever s/he goes? But, do I dare NOT go? Do I dare be accused of being a dinosaur, old fashioned, obsolete, an old fogey, or out of touch?
Second Life is so tempting, but I don't have time. My first life that's full of business and family is as much as I can do. Spying on my kids antics on MySpace is a full time job alone! Add to that dodging sheep and food and all manner of things being thrown at me on Facebook, how could I possibly have time to "twitter" or build a new life on Second Life? Second Life has already one over one of the big real estate companies here in town. I'm so tempted, so very, very tempted, but know myself too well. I daren't go there, because I love fantasy fiction and quest games and learning and solving problems and I'd love to market my first life properties creatively on Second Life. I would get tangled up in the fantasy and the challenge. Nope, I must stay here . . . firmly planted on terra firma, my first life.
All these technological things whisper to me. "Come join, come join. Don't miss out! Come join." Discipline must prevail. So, if you're there and I'm not. Well, it's because I can't spread that thin. Think of me and enjoy your time in the cyberworld! I'm still stuck on the earth!
Bonnie Ericksons on Spock if you will allow the link.
http://www.spock.com/q/bonnie-erickson
I almost thought the Bonnie Erickson in Brainerd MN was you. Duh... St. Paul MN.
I joined Spock today. Paul Chaney Twittered about it yesterday. I had discovered it has a lot of authority the day before. So I went to see if the Bonnie Erickson I knew was a member. Lotsa Bonnie Ericksons. The one showing off her belly is only 22.
I thought of Dr. Spock the baby doctor rather than Star Trek???
Reading the Twitters from Inman is great.
Posted by: Maureen M. | January 09, 2008 at 05:18 PM
You can come here and share anytime, Cyndee. I even allow the occasional rant!
T, I can't keep up with you. I don't know where you find the time! I'm still waiting for my classmates to update their profiles so I can find out if they were any more successful than I! ☺ It's not that I care so much as high school was terribly painful for me, but I'm curious what happened to the clique that kept me out!
Maureen, I have been to twitter and don't know if I'm going. I know, I know. . . EVERYONE'S there! ☺
Joe, did you dig a hole in the earth when you were fishing? Fishing seems a long way from earth! The rest of us missed you terribly.
Posted by: Bonnie Erickson | December 23, 2007 at 02:59 PM
Bonnie - It's funny you should write this this week - I had a similar conversation with my husband and normally I'm a pretty social person but lately I'm feeling "anti-social" - and underwhelmed with all the "please join now" opportunities - it's like social networks have become the new MLM where everyone's racing to be on the top of the pyramid. Somewhere in the process the flattery of being asked by "friends" feels lost in the feeling of being a notch in someone's belt - like any good thing - pushed to far it creates an aversion. Thanks for letting me share. :-)
Posted by: Cyndee Haydon | December 22, 2007 at 07:18 PM
Maureen Twittered to tell me about your post. I am not sure where earth is anymore. I don't miss it yet but when I do I'll come back. Off to ning, and then to cre8buzz, oh I promised a cameo on gather too. By
Posted by: Teresa Boardman | December 22, 2007 at 05:24 AM
A few minutes ago I was just trying to see if you Twittered and I found a Google Alert for this post because you uttered "Active Rain" how about Utterz?...
I ran into T on Twitter and asked her to reach over and nudge you... St. Paul is small and intimate like that isn't it?
I like Twitter, it is different. Just 140 characters. You don't need to post pictures, write a big profile, there are no sheep flying...
I am resisting Spock. I think it is the same as Naymz which I joined and am ignoring.
Posted by: Maureen M. | December 22, 2007 at 04:33 AM
Earth is nice. I like to return to it as often as I can.
Posted by: Joseph Ferrara.sellsius | December 20, 2007 at 11:59 PM
Sheep on Facebook didn't make sense to me either. I just don't spend enough time to get the hang of all of these networks.
Posted by: Bonnie Erickson | December 20, 2007 at 11:28 PM
Bonnie, Realestate world and twitter, both laid back and fun. I would love to be able to catch up with you daily on Twitter but will take IM ing you on Real Estate World lol. Throwing sheep on Facebook never made any sense to me I agree with you
Posted by: Carole Cohen | December 20, 2007 at 11:21 PM