Four of us were having a perfectly romantic evening when my friend mentioned a YouTube video he wanted to share. My objection was quickly overruled , and in an instant the viral clip was playing tableside. Hell, at iTunes U you can take classes from Yaleβfor free.
Still, something in the back of my mind makes me feel we may have jumped into our world of omnipresent media without setting up a few guidelines. Some kids at a local high school were my inspiration to go cold turkey. How they find time to masturbate is beyond me.
I decided to join the scenesters, but not before first gorging for a week on technology. And LinkedIn? And Viddy? The new iPhone 5 is the shit. I did some customization with my digital assistant, Siri, adding a nickname in my contacts. The vast majority of my messaging is inane.
Much of social-media interaction amounts to follow for follow, like for like. I meet again with Hazel, sharing my new friends. And I saw you sent tons of Tweets yesterday! You can even check your friends in. Staying true to my constant online presence, I drive and text.
So do you. Studies have shown that texting and driving is worse than drunk driving. A few blocks from our destination, her pin suddenly disappears. And you were speeding, little brother. You need to slow down. Lots of cats. Which brings me to Pinterest. Skewing heavily toward female sensibilities and visual acumen home decor, fashion, recipes, travel, and Channing Tatum , Pinterest just passed Yahoo as the fourth biggest traffic driver on the Web. What does that mean?
