…. or is this just further proof of me being old and grumpy?
I really don't like Twitter and don't see the point of it. Or rather, I do see the point of it, but I don't think we need it at all. And I know that there are loads of things we don't need but they make our lives better by being there and just because we don't need something isn't a reason not to have it; I haven't joined the new Puritans just yet. But, Twitter? Why? I don't want to know things in 140 characters – I want people to blog or to email or to telephone or write letters or do the things they did before Twitter came along. I suspect I'm pretty much on my own here so I'll just sit here quietly and grump to myself.
And Facebook. There are two reasons for me still being there – the most important one being Scrabble and the second one is that it's a lazy way for me to share photographs. Yet because a good number of my friends and family aren't on Facebook I still have to do the oldfashioned thing of emailing photos and writing to individuals. In fact, because Johnny's aunt and uncle don't have a computer I print photographs for them and write letters to them. So, it's just Scrabble that keeps me there.
I think it's the lack of individuality that is really starting to get to me. Maybe it's me who has the problem of wanting a compartmentalised life but just because I tell friend A that I'm feeling pissed off with life I won't necessarily want to let Friend B know that.
And I miss people blogging.
I suspect that I'm also in a very bad mood so I'm off to clean something.