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I’m being stalked

December 5th, 2008

A while ago, I signed up with Twitter.

I did it for the same reasons I started this site, and also joined Facebook and all those other shite “networking” sites – to see what would happen.

This site is all right.  It’s a bit of craic, and I’m glad I started it.

Facebook is a pain in the hole and the only things it is good for is sending me annoying mails, and for buying and selling people.  I’m getting good at the latter and I am now have assets of $15 million which will be handy if they reduce my pension any more.  It also has the added benefit that I own some fairly tasty pieces of female, which I presumably can call upon, should the need arise.

Twitter though has me baffled.  I am stumped.  I am bewildered.  I am confused.

What the fuck is it for?

The odd time I write something inane, and it vanishes off to that unknown place they call the cybersphere.  It’s like sending a radio signal into space – it’s out there somewhere, but nobody is likely to hear it.

Other people are sending inane messages too, so the whole thing is a bit surreal.

Now don’t get me wrong.  There are some very important messages floating around.  In the last couple of days, I have learnt that someone missed his bus.  I also learned that someone else got his first Christmas card.  These are important news items and should be at the top of the Six O’Clock News on RTE.  I would love to hear Sharon Ní Beoláin reading them out.  Mind you, I don’t mind what she reads out as long as I can fanaticise as she is reading it.

Another disconcerting aspect of Twitter is that I keep getting emails.

Every now and then, I get a message saying the Joe Bloggs or someone is now following me on Twitter.

There are quite a few people following me now, but I don’t know why.  Why follow someone when you know that they know they don’t know where they are going?  It doesn’t make sense.  I have this mental picture of myself wandering across the mountains with a couple of dozen people trailing me from a distance waiting to see what I do next.  It is a little unnerving to say the least.

Or are they stalking me?

Damn!

Now I’m really worried.

Congratulate me

January 31st, 2008

To Grandad and Annette

A baby boy

Sean Keith weighed in at 8 kilobytes.

sean_keith

Born in the bowels of Facebook.

So you said it couldn’t be done.

Yup!  I got together with Annette.  My bytes mingled with her code, and a few seconds later, Sean Keith was born.

He’s probably starving because I haven’t been near him since.  I notice nobody has played with him at all. 

The great thing about virtual kids is that you can erase them.  One click of the mouse is all it takes.  I’ll remind him of that when he’s looking for money or clothes [or food].

The picture above is of course a new one. 

I managed to get in with the camera just after he was born, so I have a real live photograph of him.

grandad-baby

Isn’t he beautiful?

I think he takes after his mammy?

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