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It’s been a few weeks since I signed up for a twitter account, and I’m still getting used to the idea. I originally signed up with the intention of using it as a communication medium more than a blogging platform, but I’m being forced to admit that I might have been wrong.

There’s something very compelling about having to formulate your thoughts into just 140 characters. It’s an interesting intellectual exercise to convey your meaning in that space without losing detail. I tend to write out thoughts to their fullest and then tighten up the editing to fit it in the space.

At that point, the question about whether or not anyone actually cares that I’m sitting at my desk editing videos is moot. It’s a little mental challenge. Me vs The 140 character limit.

Of course sometimes you want to say a little more than that, and you get a post like this. Since this is the equivalent of talking to a brick wall anyway, I don’t worry too much about verbosity. In this context, I model my writing process (as I do everything in my life) on Penny Arcade. In this case, the specific quotes:

Tycho: It’s my copy of Tiresome Exposition Monthly!

Tycho: It’s a journal of needless exposition and those that expound! Nothing is too trite, inaccessible, or verbose for their catatonic editors. Just last month, they published my thirty page manifesto on “Why Bees Rules.” I’m well on my way to complete illegitimacy!

Yeah, that’s 2 minutes of your life you’re not getting back. You’re welcome.

I hate the idea of twitter. The idea of micro-blogging the minutiae of my life.. The idea that anyone actually cares what I’m doing on a minute by minute basis. Hell, I find it hard to bother blogging about stuff, because I’m fairly certain that I’m more or less talking to the wall. My life is not interesting enough to justify an audience. Sorry, but that’s the way it is.

However.

If I think about twitter as being essentially web based instant messaging, it starts to make a little bit more sense. I see a lot of my friends using it, and I’m starting to see the point, a bit.

To make a long story short, I’ve signed up for an account. I more or less swore this would never happen, and I’m going to state right now that I won’t be treating it like a blog. I won’t be posting updates when I go to lunch, or to bed, or the bathroom. I’ll be using it to communicate with friends more or less exclusively. You can follow me or not, up to you.

For years, I’ve neglected my blog on Livejournal. These days, I’m more inclined to host my own (rarely changing) content, so I’ve migrated to my own domain, where I can neglect my blog that much more efficiently. All my old posts, going back to when I first started blogging about my cancer treatment, have been imported.

Frankly, I plan to post more often than I did before, but I’ve said that before, so I say it knowing that I’m probably kidding myself.

Anyway, welcome! Come in, make yourself comfortable, help yourself to one of these little crab things. Here’s to successful blogging!