In my everything is everythang life, I work pretty much every waking hour, and yet somehow in the last few weeks I've borrowed a little time to type a little in four wordpresses...
Oh, the first and the fourth wordpresses are the same. So that's three wordpresses, not four. Off-by-one error. :)
I also updated my Favorite Places a little. And realized an alarming trend about my attention... a trend that MJ has also noticed...
In 2002 and 2003, I had the attention span and energy to create an entire website using my vast knowledge of 1995-era HTML -- ifindkarma.com. Yes, it's ghetto in its use of TABLEs -- but I'd like to think that it's ghetto fabulous.
In 2004 and 2005, my attention span and energy shrank to the size of blog posts, and even then I was often bloviating, like in this post about weblications.
By 2006, I barely had the attention span to squeeze out a picture on flickr or a bookmark on delicious.
And now, if I've got the energy to send fewer than 160 characters at a time to twitter once or twice in a given week, I'm happy.
In five years I've gone from websites, to blogs, to pictures, to bookmarks, and now (barely) to SMSs. If I don't pull out of this tailspin soon, the next likely step is complete silence. And/or paying someone else to write what I'm thinking. Hmmm.
Now that I think about it, that doesn't sound half bad. :)
The Solution is more Rifkin, not less. How much does it pay to write what you should think? :-)
Posted by: The Dude Dean | June 17, 2007 at 06:32 AM