Monday, December 13, 2010

Into the darkness

I participate in the odd survey.

There's always one question that makes me chortle just a wee little bit.

How often do you use the internet?

I always scroll right to whichever answer indicates 'heavy user.'

Look, folks, I've been addicted to the internet since 1994. My colleagues in Newfoundland and I were huddled around a little Mac Classic, watching as we downloaded a picture from the Oklahoma City bombing.

On the same freaking day as the tragic event.

Line by line, we watched in awe as this picture come across the tubes. It took almost two hours to download.

Sixteen years later, I use the internet to make a living. Writing the content for the new Shaw web collateral puts Kraft Dinner in my cupboards (and Naughty Monkeys on my feet).

On the side, my amazing friend, Chelsea, subcontracts me to write for her web design business (more shoes!) and I use Twitter to its fullest extent.

Trouble is, some Twitter folks take a lot of liberties. They think they know me better than they do, they cross boundaries with their words that I would not accept from my friends.

It's my fault. I know that.

I put a lot of information out there. I also put a lot of misinformation out there ... just to throw you all off the scent every once in a while.

Tonight, one older fella took it upon himself to send me a DM ... er, direct message for my Luddite friends ... cussing me out for a rather benign Tweet in which I said the Blackhawks-Avalanche game would probably be better hockey to watch than the Flames-Blue Jackets.


(And for what it's worth, I was right. This Flames game is terrible hockey.)

So, I'm issuing myself a new challenge.

I'm going dark.

I'll be out of the country from Dec. 27 to Jan. 3, spending some of the holidays with my Spokane friends. I want to be technology-free, leaving my laptop at home ... and along with it, all of you.

I won't be able to do this on my own. I'll need my friends' assistance ... I'm hoping they keep a close eye on me and take my phone away from me if they see me slipping.

It'll be good for all of us, I swear.

And I'll let you know how it goes when I get back.

Or, maybe not.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the shoutout!

    You can do it! I'm sure it will be relaxing, and you'll have *lots* to catch up on when you come home.