Al-Anon Meet Twitterholics
My name is Sindicator and I’m a Twitterholic. In the beginning I was like you thinking, “Twitter Schmitter”. I mean my God as if Myspace, Facebook, texting and email weren’t enough social networking who needed to hear when Elisabeth Hasselbeck was having a BM? And I don’t think anyone is a fan of the “I love me, watch everything I do” modus operandi so I thought it was a mediocre idea at best.
Then I did it. And at first it did live up to the doldrums of delivering TMI and achingly boring details of Ashton Kutcher‘s life – but that’s when I realized I was going at it all wrong. Don’t just follow the oft followed. There are trending topics, a public timeline and simple searches that lead to some gems of information, news, goss, and yes even some warm fuzzies.
Sure there are spammers up the whaz and haters now and again like the skeez who yelled at me with her keystrokes for posting a link to this blog accusing me of having pay per click ads, some weird agenda and other shiz that doesn’t even exist here – but hey the lack of others’ reading comprehension skills just isn’t my problem as one of my fave bad ass tweeters reminds me.
There I said it. I ‘heart’ Twitter and all my Tweeps! And if that’s so wrong then I don’t wanna be right! Here are ten signs you may need to fess-up to your addiction. Fortunately for this Sindicator, I subscribe to the patented ©Sindication One Step Program.
