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Entries in Social networking (10)
A serious Scrabulous butt kickin'
So this weekend I remembered I was in the middle of playing a couple of Scrabulous games on Facebook. I tend to forget such trifles for long stretches at a time. Real life being so interesting, and all. But then I had so much fun when I played my little words, I went on a challenging streak and
SavvyAuntie website beta launch - interesting timing
So in keeping with The Ongoing Inner Dialog That Forever Keeps Me Company, I woke this morning to more thoughts of what it would take for me to allow the personal and professional components of my website to coexist in peaceful harmony. An obvious
Now following Lucy the Cat on Twitter
Taken from the email I received this morning from writer, Dena Harris, who is also a friend... who is also sometimes a client:
Against my better judgment, I have allowed our cat Lucy to sign up on Twitter.com. (She thinks it's some sort of "Send me the bird-of-the-month" club.) If you're interested in periodic updates on the life of an overweight, slightly mean, highly neurotic cat (and who wouldn't be?) then be sure and
From Flickr's "Interestingness" on my birthday
So Flickr lets you peek in at photos they've selected, then catalogued by date. They call it "Interestingness" which is my kind o' word. Here's one of their choices from my birthday this year. Because it's early, I haven't had coffee yet, and January 21 comes to mind so spiffingly!
twistori: new social experiment
I'm intrigued. At this point not sure of my new discovery's value beyond entertainment and perhaps pop-culture-esque sociological insight, but that, too, has value, no?
Ever wonder what others love? Hate? Think?
It's against the rules to poke Dena. Make a note of it.
If somebody had said to me 3 months ago, "Rhianon just poked you" I'd have looked at them with perplexed ignorance. The last time Rhi did anything related was when we were standing outside Safeco Field before a Mariners game while her husband bought a hotdog, and she bumped me with her butt. Same thing, in Facebook-world, when you live that far apart.
Fast forward, and I'm sitting across a table from Dena with a cup of coffee




