November 2nd, 2008

E-love

Increasing "Ambient Awareness"

So, last night, while other friends of mine were busy drinking and showing off their Halloween duds, I was laying on a blanket in front of the fireplace with shadowdadddy, desperately trying to warm up, and reading him an article from the New York Times magazine. This is rather funny in many ways, in part because it was an article about "digital intimacy" and yet I was actually "sharing" it in the oldest way of all ... by reading it out loud.

Anyway, I really enjoyed this article, which explained how the kind of immersive awareness of what people are up that Twitter (and LJ) allow helps create extensions of real social networks and improve possibilities of face time with people. It called this "ambient awareness," and I really buy into it. It also mentioned how when you get really tied into people this way that you become aware of their little ups and downs much like you would from body language, or little things like the way they sigh or extremely subtle tone of voice or phrasing differences.

The upshot of this all is that I got a Twitter account today. I think I already get this "ambient awareness" off of Livejournal a lot, but I'd like to be able to send little messages off of my cellphone without making it a big production, and Twitter is set up to do this. I'm not going to do the LJ twitter feed, though, because it doesn't seem to really do it for me, but hopefully before the day's gone I'll have it set up to feed to Facebook (ack, I'm buying into all of this digital claptrap, aren't I!).

Anyway, the fact this happened while reading OUT LOUD an article, while I was SITTING IN FRONT OF THE FIREPLACE with my sweetie does not escape me at all. In fact, it makes me happy - so happy that I think I'll celebrate this digital age by taking a trip to Richmond park today to look for deer in the autumn mist.
disco ball

It's Josela's birthday!

wechsler, silkyraven, shadowdaddy, Cate, Josela, and Tina are over celebrating Josela's birthday. We're having a great night eating tacos, drinking margaritas, and sharing stories of the worst passenger we've ever sat next to on an airplane (my story of the drunk guy and "Meow Meow" seem to be taking the prize). Every taco was eaten; we had one enchilada left over. We're about to have some cake! It's a silly night and I'm having a lot of fun.