The Almost 40-Year-Old Twitter Virgin

Do you Twitter? Why? Why not?

I keep eyeing Twitter, but between blogging here, blogging there, and writing regularly here and here and just trying to read and occasionally comment on blogs I say, “ENOUGH!”

The awesome Amy at Mom Advice tells me that it’s great for networking. I am all about the networking. But…whew…the time drain factor. I am feeling scattered, smothered, and covered as it is, although most of that is my own damn fault. Just yesterday I became completely enamored with the Flair feature on FaceBook. Yeah. I’m a nerd.

And now there’s Plurk. Is Plurk Twitter’s cool punk ass young sister? Plurk really freaks me out. I don’t understand it, although the interface looks cool. The cool kids are doing it. Does anyone remember Vox? What happened to that? Now there’s Tumblr.

For someone who considers herself fairly wired, I draw the line at some things. I don’t text (I hear that will change when my girls get older) and I rarely get on messenger, although I’m usually on Meebo during the work week with my boss and another editor. Heck I barely use my cell phone. Sometimes I feel like a Ms. Pacman girl in a Wii world.

You know what they say. Video killed the radio star. Will Twitter kill blogging? I don’t think so. But does it enhance it?

So Twitter…I’m still saving myself for something. Or maybe nothing.