Yellow Dog/Bleeding Heart

I have no desire to tweet b/c everything I do would take far more than 140 characters to describe and likely include lots of digression and asides. Plus, nothing I do is important enough to share with everybody I know. But sometimes I have a flash of brilliance and I wish I had someone to turn around and share my insight with. Is that what tweeting is? An intangible listener beside you that thinks you are brilliant? That hangs on your every thought? That … dare I say ... gives a shit ? Because that? It does sound kind of cool. But tweeting bs like, “I ate a carrot” or “I’m awake now” is, in my opinion, more than a little bit self indulgent. I know I don’t give a shit about what anybody ate for lunch or saw on the way to work. Do you? Really? Mainly the reason I don’t Twitter, or MySpace , or Facebook or otherwise socially network is because I like to keep my business private. It’s amazing what you can learn about people from reading their public profiles. In a world where identity th...

I can not stand it anymore. I simply MUST rant about MySpace . If you are a fan of that site you might want to just skip this. I am freaking sick of MySpace . All the young Runners and Clerks at the firm have a MySpace account . Many of Little Dog's friends have one. Lots of otherwise sane and mature people have one. "It's a great networking tool!" (I can assure you that no corporation is going to recruit a major executive based on his or her MySpace profile.) "It's a great way to meet people!" (So is showering and actually going out into the world.) "I have a lot of 'friends' on MySpace !" (No, you do not. Friends are made through shared experiences, not via glitter messages.) People, let me tell you. They LIE on MySpace . Never has it been so easy to lie to so many people. Photoshop allows you to be thinner or blonder or to have a bigger chest. The keyboard allows one to endow themselves with any virtue; any job title; any geograp...