November 18, 2007

Twitter vs. Reality

With no apologies to Twitter.

Twitter: totally exhausted from spinning class!
Reality: managed 10 minutes on the bike, stopped off at McDonalds on the way home

Twitter: 最後の夜だった偉大な
Reality: 私は何が起こったか覚えていない最後の夜

Twitter: New blog post: Colbert on the iPhone!
Twitter: New blog post: Whats up with lolcats?
Twitter: New blog post: Top 10 ways you can read my blog
Reality: I'm starting to think nobody knows I have a blog.

Twitter: Wow - it's been over 5 days since I updated something clever to Twitter!
Reality: 5 days and counting

Twitter: Smoke on the water, fire in the sky / They burned down the gambling house / It died with an awful sound
Reality: Hey, I'm 20 years old and I just discovered songs have lyrics!

Twitter: Now reading Joyce's Finnegan's Wake
Reality: Now watching "Deal or No Deal" with copy of Finnegan's Wake open in front of me

Twitter: Baby crying again, and oldest won't stop picking on middle child.
Reality: Baby crying again, and oldest won't stop picking on middle child.

Posted by James at November 18, 2007 12:22 PM
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This makes me LOL!

Posted by: Maggie at November 19, 2007 6:59 AM

At least somebody liked it. The Twitter main feed is good fodder.

Posted by: James at November 19, 2007 7:14 AM

I liked it too, but was afraid that my comment would be too dull and unoriginal. Perhaps I should have quoted a song that better expressed my feelings. :)

Posted by: Julie at November 19, 2007 9:33 AM

Not that I'm above tweeting song lyrics.

And, for the record, I've never even attempted _Finnegan's Wake_ beyond taking a glance at it in Baker Books.

Posted by: James at November 19, 2007 9:44 AM

My high school teacher and two college professors all agreed that Finnegans Wake is unreadable and barely worth the effort, except as a novelty. Of course I took this to be a challenge and gave it a shot. By page 3 I thought hmm, this is not any more interesting to me than if someone else were to attempt to read my contextless steam-of-consciousness captured on paper.

I tried multiple times and even tried starting near the end to see if it would be any more interesting that way, but it wasn't. I did notice that the first sentence in the book is continued from the end of the last sentence in the book, but that's as much as I got out of it.

It's very impressive that Joyce managed to capture some fictitious people's streams of consciousness, but that doesn't mean that reading it will enrich you in any way. And if you tweet about it no one will believe you.

I barely got through Ulysses. That was plenty incoherent for my tastes.

Posted by: Julie at November 19, 2007 9:55 AM

When I say I "got through Ulysses," that just means that my eyes slid across all the words. I didn't retain much except for Bloom's trip to the outhouse (it was one of the few segments where I knew what was going on) and Molly's thing at the end.

Posted by: Julie at November 19, 2007 10:02 AM

@james LOL! Very clever.

Posted by: connie at November 20, 2007 10:43 PM

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