Last week, Time magazine ran a feature titled How Twitter Will Change the Way We Live.
I doubt I'll ever be a Twitterer. Nothing against those who Twitter, but I know the stuff that goes on in my head... I can't imagine people would want to hear it on a moment-by-moment basis.
Need proof? On a typical Saturday, my "tweets" would probably go something like this:
9:30 am - Bagel. Peanut butter. Coffee. Crossword puzzle. Saturday!
9:45 am - Favorite free pen out of ink on the crossword puzzle. Time to donate blood again!
11:00 am - Putting on overalls to work outside. Feel like I should change my name to Cletus.
11:01 am - The fetching ensemble is made complete with a Gumby-green t-shirt, circa 1988.
11:15 am - In front yard planting, weeding, and singing an old Bangles song. Must be the t-shirt.
11:16 am - Hope the neighbors appreciate my fashion statement. And the free concert.
11:17 am - I should start a band of middle-aged women. We could be The Hot Flashes.
1:15 pm - Back inside for iced tea and another shot at that crossword puzzle.
2:35 pm - Cleaned up & going to a matinee.
2:36 pm - Why is an afternoon movie called a matinee? Doesn't matins mean morning?
5:15 pm - Who'd have guessed "Ed Asner" and "animated feature" would ever be used together?
5:16 pm - Or that the movie thus described would require so much Kleenex?
5:40 pm - Home to fire up the grill for dinner.
6:45 pm - Burgers. Red potatoes. Asparagus. Scrabble. Saturday!
See? It's probably a good thing I won't be twittering.