My first month on Twitter

Okay...

It seems that for more than a year now I have heard comments and references to Twitter. I am an avid Facebook guy and have had a blast over the last several months connecting with friends, sharing updates and sharing pictures. With Facebook, I was amazed at the re-connections I have made and the almost daily contact with many of my more active FB friends. I heard of Twitter but wondered why in the world I would want to use it since the updates on FB seemed to do the same thing.

The final push to start life with Twitter came from a blog post from my pastor Scott Williams. I go to a large church and reading Scott's blog has been a nice way to get in the head so to speak of my pastor and feel like I have a closer insight into the mind of the church staff.

A month has gone by and I now find myself following 92 people and being followed by 68 others. I actually have a relationship or a history with all my "friends" on Facebook. Twitter is different in that I only really know a couple of people that I follow.

So why do I love it so much? Why do I feel so compelled to check it often and see what my "peeps" are doing? Do I just need to get a life? All good questions : ) Heck, now I am even writing a new blog since I seem to be the only person on the planet that is not blogging!

What about you?

Why do you Twitter?

Why should I keep Twittering?

I need your help!

Comments

  1. AnonymousJanuary 17, 2009 at 7:19 PM

    Hey...twitter is sort of how we met! :)

    See you Wednesday....the offer is still there to come serve w Dirk and I...It's a BLAST!!

    ~Robin

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  2. UnknownJanuary 27, 2009 at 9:32 AM

    David I am trying figure this twitter thing out. I saw on yr profile your are with the scouts which troop are you with? email me back myron.romero@gmail.com

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  3. UnknownMarch 1, 2009 at 8:47 PM

    It's too bad that some many people have the wrong idea about Twitter. It's not another social network.

    Twitter is simply a connector.

    You and I are connected to LC and T-168 and we know this because of Twitter.

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