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My mornings have become 100% unproductive even when I’m up for them. I need a starvation diet at some point.

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I was all set for an incredibly productive weekend. I was going to make boatloads of headway on my backlog in my communication class. I was going to work all weekend on banging out three different papers.

The amount of headway I actually made? One-third of a reading.

(On the flip side, I will agree with my comm teacher on this: Distracted by Maggie Jackson is interesting enough that I’d like to have the whole book to read for my book on the Internet.)

And while feed-and-Twitter checking can take a couple of hours, it shouldn’t dominate the whole day! (Blame the need for naps for some of the rest.)

My plan for tomorrow: Feed/Twitter check, lunch, retake an exam for another class, get a new bus pass, and HEAD HOME. I need to at least partially make up for lost time.

Tweet, tweet! Tweet, tweet, tweet!

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The stated purpose of Twitter is to exchange answers to the question, “What are you doing?” with friends and family. There are a few obvious problems with the concept. In some sense, it’s really just a service to send a text message to a bunch of people at once, as though you couldn’t do that anyway if you have a half-decent phone. Then there’s the obvious question whether you, or your friends or family, would want your friends and family to know about every single thing you’re doing. There’s a limit to how much following you can do at once, especially if you’re getting text messages for every single tweet (meaning you’re constantly interrupted by each incoming text) and racking up your text message bill. There are all sorts of horror stories of people begging their friends, “don’t tweet me every couple of minutes!” and “I don’t want to know what you had for dinner last night!”

In fact, if Twitter was as simple as I just described, it probably would not be on its way to becoming The Next Big Thing(tm). Instead the makers of Twitter made several decisions that, in retrospect, represent them lucking out on something they could cash in on if they just found the right business model:

  • Tweets are public. Anyone can read them, even people who haven’t signed up for Twitter (contrast, say, Facebook). This is why Twitter is called a “microblogging” platform instead of, say, a “mass text message” platform.
  • Followers control whether they want to follow you, not the other way around. It would be at the very least impractical for Ashton Kutcher to send messages to a million-plus screaming fans all at once. Big celebrities and news organizations like CNN could set up a “text this word to this number and get alerts right to your phone!” service, and probably do (for one thing, they could charge their own fees for it). But Twitter allows them to save the expense of having such a system AND open them up to anyone who desires to read them, in the spirit of the Internet itself. In fact, followship is not even a reciprocal relationship as with most social networking services, so it doesn’t have the “commitment” of “friendship”, and you don’t have to follow someone you’re not interested in just because they want to follow you. (I suspect some celebrities and corporate tweeters don’t get this and blindly follow everyone that follows them.)
  • It’s possible to run Twitter without using text messages, or even going to the site that often. Twitter has opened things up for anyone to “build a better Twitter”. I’m not really sure what the point is – either Twitter’s admitting their site sucks or it works just fine and there’s no need to use something else – but I do know I would like a Twitter platform that won’t go on the fritz if it’s disconnected from the Internet (i.e., it’ll pick right back up when you re-connect to the Internet). And that won’t prevent me from hibernating but there’s only one way to find out if that’s the case.
  • I think Twitter itself anticipated that their service would not just be used to answer the question “What are you doing?” even though almost everything about their site works under that assumption. How else to explain the existence of “@replies” or “retweets” (admittedly the latter is unofficial) or other such things? Twitter clearly sees itself as a social networking platform of some kind.

At the same time, Twitter’s relative independence from social networking platforms like MySpace and Facebook work to its benefit as well, including the non-reciprocity of followship, which actually creates more of an incentive for people to follow you when it means strictly “receiving their tweets”. If Twitter were just another social networking platform it probably would never have been able to run down the giants. By focusing all its attention on a sole feature – quick, bang-bang updates sent out to as many people as want to hear them – and downplaying the social networking aspect of its existence, Twitter has established for itself a separate identity. You don’t go to Twitter to meet new people or whatever else you do on MySpace, nor should you, and you don’t go to Facebook to write a bunch of little blurbs every half hour.

Okay, so why tweet instead of blog? Isn’t tweeting just an extremely limited form of blogging? There’s the social networking aspects, but Blogger’s decided to ape those with its “follower” feature; there’s the ability to receive text messages instead of always going to a computer, but surely someone could have come up with a service that did that without outfitting it with all the bells and whistles of Twitter, right? There’s the ability to send text messages to tweet, but surely an outfit like Blogger could institute that capability too, right? So why is it that blogs – Blogger blogs even, like Fang’s Bites – not only have Twitter accounts on top of their blogs, but use them almost entirely to post links to their blog posts? I have to imagine it’s to allow text message notification to people for whom RSS feeds aren’t immediate enough, or blog promotion. (I personally actually prefer to read Fang’s Bites off the RSS feed than in its “original” form.)

Perhaps more interesting is those people who put some things in their Tweeters and other things on their blogs. Why not just put the stuff you’re tweeting on your blogs and stop antagonizing readers by either polluting their text messages or Twitter roll or withholding content from them? When I made Da Blog’s tagline “The ONLY blog written by Morgan Wick”, the intended joke was that of course it was the only blog written by me, because why would I create another one when I had this one? Why would anyone start a second blog – especially one that limited how much you could write so severely – when they already had one?

Twitter really hit mainstream consciousness with the Ashton Kutcher-CNN “race to a million” and Oprah deciding to get a Twitter account – but the mere fact that Kutcher and CNN could race to a million showed that Twitter had attained some sort of mainstream acceptance even before that. People have been pushing Twitter as the “next big thing” since at least 2007 (it only launched in 2006). Celebrities and ordinary Joes alike have flocked to Twitter in droves over the past year or so, convinced they have to get on board with this next big thing, and there is some evidence they eventually get confused or frustrated and quit.

Forget, for a second, whether or not the dropoff rate is the result of people using “better Twitters”, as opposed to using the website, as some have suggested. Newbies are less likely to know they exist, so there’s probably some genuine dropoff. I’ve listed above some of the confusing aspects of Twitter, areas where the uninitiated might wonder, what the hell is the point? I think some of the people wondering about Twitter should make sure they’ve looked at the tweeters of people who have already taken to it like a glove so they can really get a feel for the technology and what the community is like.

Twitter isn’t just narcissistic; it can be a more two-way form of communication than almost anything else on the Internet, including ordinary blogs with their comments and even discussion forums, as you can have public conversations with anyone you’re following and/or who’s following you, from anywhere in the world – or even have a true “chat” room where just about anyone can come in and out. In this way it can be a way to elicit comments or contributions or other such things, invoking the “wisdom of crowds”. The immediacy of Twitter helps greatly with this as well; you don’t necessarily have to wait for a follower to go to the computer and actually look to check. You can use Twitter for personal purposes as well, such as to-do lists or notes, or to manage projects, or to cover events “as they happen” (impractical with a blog), or things you’d never expect to do with such a simple concept. There are a lot of rather unique Twitter accounts with some unique applications of the concept, more than I could possibly list here.

I said in Da Blog’s introductory post that I would never have a MySpace or Facebook account. I saw them as things that were overly popular that I was therefore, in some way, “too cool” for. I had no use for them, and if I were to hop on their bandwagon I would effectively be going along with the crowd and doing what everyone else was doing. But Twitter intrigues me. In an odd way, I actually have some personal interest in Twitter’s stated goal, of letting people know “what are you doing?” Since I was very young, I imagined any number of imaginary TV channels that in some way involved me and any number of… I won’t call them imaginary friends, per se, but imaginary people. Through various corporate acquisitions and permutations (I have very well-developed fantasies – I read Calvin and Hobbes as a kid), I’ve managed to maintain these fantasies in some form all the way to the present day. Through all these permutations, I almost always managed to have one channel that followed me around all day long in whatever I did, except maybe when I was eating. I’ve always had some interest in the rituals of my own life and how exactly I spent my day every day, what I was doing at each moment. Twitter and I were practically made for each other!

So I’ve been thinking about hopping on board the Twitter bandwagon for a little while – I’ve only had sufficient exposure to it to really think about it this year, but still. This is actually a little sooner than I had intended to do so, as I had intended to hop on board around the same time as certain other developments (that haven’t happened yet) came along, but I received an assignment from my communications class to (among other things) keep a log of my media usage for a four-day period. That aligns with one of the things I was intending to tweet about, and I just loved the irony of maintaining such a log on Twitter. From now until Monday, relevant entries in said log will be marked with the “#MediaLog” keyword.

So say hello to the real-life Morgan Wick Channel, also known as www.twitter.com/morganwick, your one-stop shop for all things Morgan Wick. Here you’ll find:

  • Everything (or almost everything) I’m doing. Am I on the bus? In class? Checking feeds? Working on the latest blog post? Doing actual work? Watching TV? You’ll know.
  • If I’m moved to leave a comment on something somewhere on the Internet, I’ll usually elect to write a mirroring Twitter post, depending on how much I’ve talked about the topic on Da Blog and some other factors. (Sports or webcomics? Yes. Global warming? No.)
  • Anything happening in the Morgan Wick Online Universe (which I intend to tighten soon). Every time I make a post on Da Blog, it will appear on the Twitter feed with a link. This includes “web site news” items, so you’ll get tweets every time I update the web site. I’ll also tweet every time a new Sandsday goes up, which should be a more reliable and punctual option than the Komix feed, as well as alert you when I need to post the new comic on Da Blog. If I have other projects that for whatever reason I don’t post about on Da Blog every time a new one goes up, I’ll tweet those as well. This is another reason for me to go to Twitter: anyone who likes me for anything else will be exposed to any of my other projects!
  • Other comments as I’m moved to leave them, including my more ranty moments, which will be phased off Da Blog.

I think there are enough problems with Twitter as constituted now that I’m not sure how full-bore I can go into it. Right now I’m (or rather, my mom is) charged for every text I send or receive, meaning I need to avoid texting any tweets if at all possible, and I either can’t go around following everyone under the sun or I need to turn off text reception of tweets. There are plenty of other reasons for the latter; simply put, as presently constituted there is a practical limit to how many people you can follow without getting overwhelmed by tweets, many of which you’re probably not the least bit interested in.

I’m laying down a few ground rules for my use of Twitter that will also affect what I post to Da Blog:

  • Any post that could be a tweet will be posted as a tweet. If I’m ever tempted to post something shorter than 140 characters it will be posted on Twitter and not Da Blog.
  • If I am ever tempted to write something that would span two or more Twitter posts it will be posted as a blog post instead. This could potentially actually counteract the loss of short posts to Twitter; I’ll go along and happen upon something I want to make into a tweet, but it comes out too long. Off to Da Blog with it, even if I would not have made it a blog post otherwise!
  • Some Da Blog posts may have titles written with Twitter syntax. For example, I could write a post directed to the “example” Twitter account, and so I would have a post with a title beginning “@example”. If you decide to rely on Twitter to find out when new blog posts are up you’ll want to make sure you’re seeing all my @replies. (UPDATE: Okay, never mind. See comments.) Also, from now on if I have to put up Sandsday on Da Blog the post title will start “Sandsday #XXX” to mirror the Twitter format, as opposed to now when it’s just a random thought on the action.
  • No retweets. I find merely copy-pasting someone else’s tweet to be essentially pointless. Instead I’ll just make it a reply to the tweet. (There’s a chance I’ll retweet in the title of a blog post once or twice.)

Links to my Twitter feed will be located in three places: on the right sidebar of Da Blog, on the front page and 404 page of the web site on the sidebar, and on Sandsday, both in the sidebar and below the comic. Da Blog’s sidebar, in particular, will contain “Da Tweeter”, which will display my tweets in real time.

Okay, now, I spent long enough writing this introductory post that I’m going to have lunch and immediately start working on a paper for my communication class. What will I do next? You’ll have to read my tweeter to find out.

I’m probably leaving enough clues for you to figure out what this is.

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I have a number of things on my plate. I have some posts I’ve been sitting on because I’ve had more urgent things to work on in the time when I’m not completely distracted trying to catch up on feeds. I’m trying to make a big finish to make sure I pass one of my classes, for one thing.

I also have a decent-sized series I was planning to start tomorrow that would have served to maintain a consistency of posts into the fall, and combined with other projects, the RID, and webcomic reviews, maintained my 5-post-a-week pace well into next year. But because of procrastination on my part, I entered this past week with quite a bit of work to do to get that project ready. It was already somewhat doubtful I’d be able to get all the requisite research done in a week and might have needed to go to backup plans.

So naturally I get zero of that research done, or much of anything else, personal project or no, during the past week, and now I have a mountain of makeup work to get done, and I’ve been spending the past weekend catching up on seven hours’ worth of TV shows as a result of missing two before last week. TV Tropes has ruined my life again! (Or in this case, introduced me to the Nostalgia Critic. It takes a lot of doing to get me to actually laugh out loud, and this passes with flying colors.)

So I feel I have no choice but to delay this project for a year until 2010.

I’m not particularly pleased with this decision. It passes up a once-in-six-to-eleven-years opportunity to start the series on a Monday, and by doing it next year I’m starting it on a Tuesday, which is… awkward. I could have the second part still be on Wednesday, or delay it two years to 2011 and start it on a Wednesday, but the latter might be too long for me and the nation and the world, and it would be most useful if I could get it out before the 2010 midterms, so the short notice a postponement entails is dicey enough.

But I feel it’s probably for the best. I don’t want a repeat of the mess that was the October of Politics, where the work I get done is of significantly less quality than what I had in mind and derails my life. Perhaps by waiting a year, I’ll have a larger audience and the series would make a larger impact. Also, I originally envisioned the global warming series being mostly over at this point, and it’s barely getting started, so the two mega-projects would be running concurrently for most of the time, complete with the research needed for each. There’s some research I still need to do and fast to move on to the next part of the global warming series, and two posts I was hoping to get done over the weekend that I’m unlikely to get either done today, even with this postponement. Basically, I have way too much on my plate already for the next week without this little distraction.

With luck I can focus on the problems I have now, and hold off on this problem for another twelve months.

This week in Questionable Corporate Decisions:

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Recently I wrote a paper for my communication class on the local Tully’s, which I frequent for its Wi-Fi, as a social space. One thing I remarked on was the weird blend of easy listening and lite rock playing on the sound system.

It appears they’ve switched to 90s hits.

Now I find it significantly more distracting. Not what I would call the smartest decision in the world.

I desperately need a real job, so naturally I’ve put in zero effort towards that for months.

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I’m pissed at myself, I’m pissed at the library, and I’m pissed at timing.

I wouldn’t ordinarily hate the University District Street Fair. I’ve strolled through it myself on occasion, taken in sights, seen and tasted interesting things.

But when the vast majority of the decent Wi-Fi spaces near my house are right near the fair, I don’t particularly want a big booming concert when I’m trying to do something, and I certainly don’t want the library to make it hard for me to work under those circumstances.

(It didn’t help that I lost my keys right before I left the house.)

So I’m really pissed that all this conspired toaln dfjhkrqvkaflhalsbwvnfhushwimowbtjwo ybiofvhqepg35nogv2g3qv[ delay posting the strip until not that long before 5.

Tomorrow’s strip will be no earlier than noon PT.

I posted a strip I never should have, so I have two strips redundant with it.

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(From Sandsday. Click for full-sized going around in circles.)

EDIT: I forgot to remove this post when I actually DID post the strip before leaving earlier today. I’m spending the weekend in the Portland area for a wedding. I may have street signs NEXT weekend. But not as many as I would have otherwise hoped, at least from this trip.

Now that that’s over with…

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I’m not trying the trick I used last night to post the strip again. Actually I think I got Yet Another reason I need to leave Freehostia. For a while now, for whatever reason, I think they think I have a virus or something because a lot of the images I’ve submitted – images that were created on my desktop and only ever were on my USB drive and laptop en route to their servers – have had their permissions changed so that no one can “execute” them (not the same as “read”). Execute images. It might be something having to do with FTP, I don’t know, but using the trick I tried last night I first had the FTP connection crap out on me (either I hope IE8 fixed how Windows handles uploading to FTP or Freehostia needs to fix their FTP system) then I saw that the strip had been uploaded after all but it was no good, so I uploaded it to the file manager and it seemed to work okay but I find out today that the strip image was completely missing so I had to upload it AGAIN around 7 PM. As far as I’m concerned the strip was up so I’m plowing forward.

So after the past weekend’s expletive-laden rant let’s get into details. My ideal Plan A is to work on the web site and Da Blog and everything from home, but that hasn’t been an option, for whatever reason, for nearly if not over a year. As I’ve mentioned in previous posts I go to my Dad’s workplace and mooch off an Internet connection that’s not even the workplace’s. The place itself is supposed to have a connection but that hasn’t worked since virtually the instant it was instituted. So earlier this month the place I normally mooch off of decided to secure their connection, but they’re fine with me mooching off them, which would be great if my laptop could get past the “detecting network type” stage without spitting out a “network doesn’t seem to exist” error despite the fact it’s staying on the list of networks the whole time. So now BOTH my Plan B and C, accessed from the same location, aren’t working, and while both are nominally working on the problem it’s at a glacial pace (and I don’t think it’s a good idea to only have one guy who knows the security code who’s not always working there if you intend for actual patrons to use the connection) and to varying extents I get a vibe from them that it’s my problem, forcing me to use my battery for Plans D and E, which for whatever reason tend to be pretty slow, perhaps slower than normal, at least for Plan D.

On the plus side, those annoying downstairs neighbors are finally gone, so if you move in directly downstairs from me and set up an unsecured Internet connection I can use fairly reliably I’ll give you a gazillion dollars. (Gazillion dollars to be paid in varying amounts at varying intervals over whatever period of time the payer deems adequate including never.) Or at the very least you can chip in your IT expertise at Dad’s workplace or the place next door and get at least one Internet connection working enough to be useful.

Not for kids. Or anyone.

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Fucking neighborhood with its fucking college students and poor people and fucking Freehostia with its fucking file manager and fucking Blogger for eating my first attempt at the last fucking post and fucking me for not backing it up when I know how much Blogger fucking sucks and fucking Blogger and Internet Explorer for not backing it up instead of assuming everyone is fucking online every last fucking bit of the time because it’s not as if there aren’t people still on dialup or even not even on the Internet is there? and fucking laptop for sucking so fucking much and fucking laptop battery for sucking so fucking much fucking first-choice connection for being so fucking slow and fucking me for screwing up my fucking sleep schedule and fucking me for putting too much work on myself and fucking owner of the place where fucking Dad fucking works to not fucking be there to work on the fucking connection and fucking people to prevent Dad from getting the needed info for the other fucking connection and fucking place providing said other fucking connection and fucking me and/or Mom for losing the fucking info in the first place and fucking me for getting into the fucking situation to need either of those in the fucking first place and fucking society for its fucking intolerance of people like me because it fucking suppresses anger rather than fucking understands it.

Fuck the whole wide world and every last fucking person in it. I’m sure I speak for a lot of people when I say that the world and the people in it would be so much better if it weren’t for all the fucking people. I’ve been driven so insane by all my fucking overwork I can’t even leave the house even after being cooped up in it doing nothing all day cause all the fucking people drive me fucking insane.

And fuck it, now that I’ve fucking let all this out I’m probably going to not believe a fucking word of it and I’m probably going to go back to nicely going along with the fucking crowd and believing the same fucking things as every-fucking-one else and meanwhile everyone’s going to look at this as more than the fucking theraputic excersize it is and think I’m some kind of fucking monster that’s going to become a fucking serial killer some day and it’s probably going to fucking cost me any shot at a fucking real job and some people might say I shouldn’t fucking post it in the fucking first place but I’m fucking doing it anyway because the world needs to fucking know this mindset and what fucking drives me to it and that they need to fucking steer clear of me and it’s probably more common than they fucking realize and people like me are probably fucking driven to this fucking mindset all the time and I hate fucking needing to add this fucking disclaimer to every one of these fucking posts.

And fucking “K” key.