A Twittering Twit - Really, What's the Point?

Okay. So I signed up for Twitter. Even though I fail to see why I should.

"Everyone's doing it," everyone tells me. "People enjoy it!" Really? Why?

Just in case you have a life and couldn't care less what Twittering is and don't know or care to know, let me explain in boring detail. Twitter is a service wherein you can send a message to whomever is interested (known as a follower - radical term, stay with me), and it's just one message but goes to all of your followers at once. You can only use 144 characters so it is meant to send out short notes about what you're doing or thinking.

No offense to anyone using it, which would now include me, but I really don't get it.

Do you actually want to know more about me than you already do? My life does not tend to produce interesting, "Twitterable" moments.

Let me give you an example of what level of excitement you can expect if you decide to follow me on Twitter.

"Walked across the room. No injuries."

"Have gone upstairs."

"Have gone downstairs."

"Who used all the toilet paper and didn't replace?! Grrrr."

"Who put the milk carton back in the refrigerator empty? Grrrr."

"Minky! Stop barking! Darn dog."

"JoJo! Stop barking. Darn dog."

"This is the highest pile of laundry since...since....since.....piles of laundry have been getting high (the pressure defeats analogy production)."

"My toenails look disgusting. I'm doing a pedicure as soon as I go upstairs for my supplies."

"Have gone upstairs."

"Who used the last of the toilet paper up here, too?!"

"What was I up here for?"

"For corn's sake, there is cat barf on my bed."

"I did not realize you could see into my neighbor's garage so clearly if you bend over just right to clean up cat barf."

"I wonder if there's a dead body in that rolled up carpet?"

"Am heading downstairs now to start laundry."

"Son is playing X-Box 360 instead of doing school work. He is in trouble. Jello brain."

"I wonder if I have any new followers on the blog - going to check."

Alternating Posts 60 times a day: "Yay! They like me!"/"Nothing. Probably no one else will ever sign up as long as I live."

"I need to dust my desk."

"Heading on over to check out all the blogs I follow."

"Dangit! Just dropped my headphones."

"Wow. Noticed how badly I need a pedicure. I should have realized this before now."

So, this is representative of the scintillating updates you can expect from me if you follow. And someone can read them to you in the hospital if you lapse into a coma. They say people can sometimes still hear and understand during that time. I hope that's not true for you.

Copyright 2009

My Dog Has Diarrhea?

Not MY dog but apparently SOMEbody's dog. Just look over at my ad that came up yesterday from Google Ads and is still there (scroll down and look right). And you can read about dog vomit, too. (Where was this last week when JoJo hurled behind my chair!)

Truly, there is an ad - somebody click on it for Pete's sake and maybe I'll make money from it - and honest-to-goodness it says, "My Dog Has Diarrhea." Now, isn't that the kind of ad that makes you just want to click it and hope for pictures? Just wanted to keep you aware that it IS my mission in life to bring you THIS kind of cutting-edge information through my ads. Your welcome.

P.S. If it isn't there, refresh your page and it will probably pop up. You know you want to. If you don't see it the first time it's because there will be a huge banner about teeth and whitening and what not. Everybody knows teeth and diarrhea go hand-in-hand. OMWord, I'm digressing now. I've told you before - there is a 5th grade boy who lives inside of me. He is out of control today. This is EXACTLY the kind of thing that tickles his funny bone. Yes, I'm easy.

Gird Your Loins! I Am Ranting!

Well, in reality your loins are probably safe. But I insist on raging and waging war for a bit so it seemed only polite for me to ask you to consider your very state of being when encountering a brawling woman. (And I simply must state for the record that Lucy Lawless aka "Xena Warrior Princess" looks incredibly like me, don't you think? Especially the diminutive waist and chiseled features. Yes, we were separated at birth....they gave her the "fabulous" cells and entrusted me with the "fat" cells. I am faithfully caring for them.)

But really, that's beside the point because I have a leonine femur to pick with you, Blogger.com. Why do you fail to notify me of new blog posts on the blogs I follow? You send me some and not others. And this is random. So I never know which blog I should be backtracking to see what's been missed. And I am absent in the face of vital information. Or those I follow think I am ignoring them. Or their scintillating writing, or photography, or witticism, is not celebrated by me in the way it should be. And they wonder where I am. And surely my comments are vital to their very well-being. And I sound like a slacker when I blame it on YOU. So do tell.

Is anyone else experiencing this problem and is there anything to be done about it?

Just know that if I'm not there at your blog it will be Blogger/Blogspot's fault. And no matter what, that will always be my default of choice. And most of the time, it will even be true.....!

P.S. My other beef - My comments don't always go through on websites or blogs where I have to enter my name, email, URL, birth weight, number of teeth, date of worst hair cut, and how often I shave my legs. After entering all of this and then leaving a profound comment, it is disheartening to see it disappear and never register. Any insights on that? Attn: Life on a Colorado Farm......this is happening now at your site. And the blog party - 50 comments on different sites simply gone. So, you techy types who are laughing right now - DO DISH! FIX ME! HELP ME! I need to be saved from myself.

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Famous Quote:

"There are two types of people...those who ask for directions and the others who find their way. Both may reach the destination but the satisfaction of the other kind is far greater." Dominik Silver

Unfamous Quotes:

"If you can't get there without asking directions, you don't deserve to arrive." James (Grizzly) Reilly

"Men who embrace these philosophies should travel together so their wives might arrive three days before them and enjoy massage and mojitos while they wait." Robynn Reilly


Copyright 2009

Looking For Some Validation?

Sorry to leave the party blog up so long without any new posts but Ms. Techie here inadvertently linked my BLOG address and not the PARTY post address. Ah, what 3a.m. will do for you. So, bear with me if you see it post again this week. Newcomers still need to find their way around.

In all my partying, I came across a new blog I decided to follow called Modern Mom Musings. Check her out. I think you'll like her, too. She said, "Someone who knows I'm not on Facebook right now (she gave it up for Lent!) shot this link my way." And I loved it.

And I wanted to watch because we bloggers have this mutual validation club going. And sometimes I question it. Is it good? Am I needy? Should I get therapy and/or medicine? Yes, yes, and that's pointless because no one is talented enough to cure me, and meds and I don't play well together.

Besides the reality is, I LOVE validating people. And obviously you do, too. Look how much we're hangin' out together and just read all the lovely things you say.

A little warning: there are a few bad words from one guy who gets mad. Not BIG bad words but they are there. Yes, I know we hear them everyday and everywhere. But this would be rated PG if you were going to a movie. And I thought you should know. So without further ado.....here is "Validation."

The Ultimate Blog Party 2009 - Welcome!

Hi! My name is Robynn and I'd like to say......

Welcome to my place. Thanks for coming!

Giveway: $30 Amazon.com Gift Card

I'll tell you a little bit about me and this spot where I hang out with my friends. I write a humor blog, mostly. Once in awhile it's not - by design....or accident. Take a little tour and you can decide for yourself if we're laughing because we have a sense of humor, or we've just lost our minds. You be the judge and then decide if you're one of us.

Technology ever give you fits? You might identify:

"Toothaches & Technology"

Do you love the scale at the doctor's office? Then don't read this:

"Cinderella Is Overrated"

Has your pastor ever taken his false teeth out for your personal entertainment?

"False Teeth and Pastors"

Ever have gophers attached to body parts?

"Punxsutawney Phil and Gopher Guts"

These are part of the goofball things we talk about around here. But maybe you're interested in homeschooling issues. I'm getting ready to graduate Hannah-Bo, who is a senior. And The Wild Man is in 7th grade. I've homeschooled from the beginning. I don't claim to have all the answers but I'm happy to share what we did to get this far. You might like to read this:

"Homeschooling To the Finish Line"

Do you enjoy short stories about the great outdoors? Kids and camping? Bears destroying cars? Tune in here:

"A Bear Market - Part 1"

"A Bear Market - Part 2"

"A Bear Market - Part 3"

"A Bear Market - Epilogue"

I also have a little category I like to call "Observational Twitters." They go something like this:

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

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Fact:

"Today is Fat Tuesday."

More Pertinent Fact:

"For me, EVERY Tuesday is fat Tuesday. What I really wanna know is: Where the heck is Skinny Wednesday and why haven't I been invited to THAT party?"

And then I gotta show you the family of course and that includes kids, animals, nature.....and posting links.

Create a Free Slideshow

Thank you SO MUCH for dropping by! I hope you'll come back or sign up to join the party by following. (Look for the "follow" button over all the pictures up on the right hand side.)

Prizes I Would Love:

58 - Kitchen Aid Artisan Stand Mixer by Moms Who Think

INTL 19 – $130 Sponsor Spot on Tip Junkie

19 - $50 Gift Card to Target Stores Provided by Shoot Me Now

21 - $50 Gift Card to Target Stores Provided by Agoosa.com

Copyright 2009

Ecclectic Exchange about Everything

I got the nicest compliment this morning from the lovely designer at Azure Island Designs. She described me as having "a love affair with words." If I'm so accused, I hope I am soon convicted.

Do you think she would be depressed if I used a sentence like, "There is dog barf sitting behind my chair right now?" JoJo just came and hurled up something from last year. Excuse me while I attend to this....gag.....gag.......oops!....dry heave.

Okay, I'm back and smelling like Clorox Wipes. Blech.

And I just knew you would want to know this next bit of information.

Yesterday, I got caught up with my laundry AND did the ironing from it ALL ON THE SAME DAY. Yes. That's right. Very 1950's moment. I nearly wore my pearls and heels. Oh my gosh! I almost forgot to mention that I actually MENDED, too! Yes, that's right! I sewed on a button that had been missing off a shirt for ten years. Why, you might ask, would I still have a shirt with a missing button after ten years?

Well, you WOULD ask that because you're a sane person. The thing is, it's a good cotton shirt, white with the cutest buttons and sort of timeless and very casual. But a button fell off and, well, I put it away somewhere and shoved the shirt somewhere and somehow, after sorting something (what would I do without the word "some?" You truly can see how clever and imaginative I am with words) I found the blouse. But the MIRACLE is, I remembered where I saved the button! And yesterday, the two of them got married!!! And ironed! And now I can wear it again!

(This is some guy hitting on me while I ironed. This happens to me every time and is the main reason I don't iron more.)

You have no idea how extreme this accomplishment is for me. The odds were right up there with Allison Krause showing up at my door and asking me to sing with her on her next album. (Hold on.....there's the doorbell....."Why Allison! Come in! I'll be right with you.....gotta finish this post to the blog buddies.") Why not? It's a day of miracles.

OH YES! Libby at Neas Nuttiness is having a contest at her place. Go on over and check out the long list of loot. I'm not entering so your chances are even greater of landing these goodies.

Okay, that's it for a bit. If I have anything else as gripping as dog barf and laundry I'll get right back to you.

P.S.!! The Ultimate Blog Party begins tomorrow. If you haven't heard about this, click on my "Invitation Button" on the top right of the blog. There's still time to enter and participate by featuring your blog, giving away a prize, etc. Of course, I'm just now getting around to getting ready for it because I've only known for a month. Another compelling reason NOT to iron!