I kick-started Bloglines this afternoon to see which of the bloggers I follow had new bits to read since the last time I kick-started the app (a week or so ago) and …
Sara Zarr had two posts.
Zen had one, and that was a photo.
Arleen had six, one quite long, but four posts were simply daily collections of her Twitterposts.
Nikki (Nicole J. LeBoeuf: actually writing blog) had one (and that was her first post since 05 April).
Don had two, and one of those was a pano shot from the top of my hill. (Thx, Don!)
Heather had two. (One of them quite long.) And she’d posted six entries on her micro blog. Yay, Heather! Not bad for the mother of an almost-six-year-old and a new-born.
Ms Paula had six, but then she’s way conscientious about keeping her blogger peeps amused.
Alan had naught.
… and so on and forth.
What is going on?
Well, for them I can’t answer, but for me, I’ve been posting short things on Twitter and re-tweeting interesting short things I find there. Anyone can read the Twitterfeed (check it out!).
A Twitter app automagically copies what I post there over to my Facebook presence.
On Facebook, I post a bit longer stuff and stuff that I’d rather keep out of Twitter. (Photos of the wee gifty the youngest sent me for Mother’s Day, f’rex.)
I’ve been hanging out on Facebook and Twitter because they are an easy way for me to follow the antics of certain folks, post inane comments about their passions and their lives, and pick up nifty bits of fact all while I’m doing the same. More seamlessly. Less back and forthing. Less disconnection.
The blog is becoming more of a collection of longish thoughts and prettyish photos. The short ‘n sweet links will probably end up on Twitter for the most part.
Make sense?
