The radish seedlings poked their heads through the soil in one of the square foot gardens this morning. I was admiring them, and the lettuce and broccoli when three robins swooped into our side yard. One of the robins cocked his head and the Jackson Five version of Rockin’ Robin popped into my head.
Don’t knock free association. Tweet. Tweet.
I started thinking about blogging about tweeting. Not quite committed to blogging about tweeting, I posted on Facebook that I was thinking about blogging about tweeting.
I did a little research about the history of tweeting. I like to know what I’m talking about before I make fun of it.
I ran into a problem immediately when I input “tweeting history” in the Google search field. I clicked on the first link. A Twitter sponsored site, called TwHistory filled the screen. The website promised I'd receive short (really?) timely messages about history if I signed up. I like history. It might be fun as long as they provided a shorthand twit, I mean tweet manual to decipher the messages.
I Googled again and found the research information I needed on the History News Network. The premise of Twitter is simple, answer one question: what are you doing? (Cringing.) The 140 characters or less limit is to blame for the abbreviation insanity. Tweeting is where tired bloggers go to die. (Lying.)
I skimmed the rest of the article, “people succinctly key in whatever they happen to be engaged with – eating a sandwich, playing baseball, or catching that neat History Channel special on Roman roads…” (Yawning.)
“…There are a number of historical societies, museums and institutions that have created accounts to attract visitors. They are also interested in popularizing the historical event or era to which their establishment is dedicated. (Washing my hair.) Second, there are the professional historian tweeters. This group, composed primarily of university professors, researchers, and authors (who are often one in the same), joined Twitter for a little lighthearted interaction, often with other professionals. (Watering my plants.) They talk about anything from projects of which they are in the midst, to simple facts, like this interesting tidbit: Neanderthals could taste bitter flavors.”
Unbelievable. There are learned tweeters who text about Neanderthals and spell out every word? There goes the remaining fodder for my satirical musings on tweeters.
(Typing email—Hey, Dad. Found out the coolest thing today. Did you know Neanderthals could taste bitter flavors?)
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