Need a life? Plenty of folks are willing to share their’s online.

From Melody McDonald in the Seattle Times:.

“Experts say social-networking junkies — people consumed with e-mailing, texting, tweeting, blogging, podcasting and videoing — are everywhere. They're college students, marketing professionals and journalists. They're attention-seeking extroverts and anxiety-ridden introverts. They're young; they're old."

My blogging isn't an addiction yet but it certainly does feel a little silly. No one is reading this. (Or this or that or laugh or don’t or think or don’t or tell me why or don’t or keep it to yourself or I don’t care that much. Do what you can, okay?) It’s a message in a bottle. It’s scrawlings on this bathroom wall, public restroom. (But no one writes back!) I’m part of none of the groups from which most social-networking junkies belong. I’m an attention- seeking introvert. And I’m old but not “old.” I’m like a blogging Yosemite Sam, “Where the hell is everybody, dagnabbit?” If I could only get Shaq to twitter ab me I’d be really big, living large. But is that what I really want?

Currently playing:Wilco a ghost is born