My Love/Hate Relationship with Live-Tweeting

So, I’ve recently come across some extremely mixed feelings when checking my twitter feed in the morning, and all of them have to do with live-tweeting.

On the one hand, I completely understand why actors would want to live-tweet their show – It makes fans feel more connected, it gives fans an inside look at the making of the show (much like DVD commentaries, which I personally love), and it’s a free way to promote themselves.

On the other hand, people who follow live-tweeters end up with pages upon pages that look like this:

Live Tweeting

I love me some J-Pad (Although not as much as Jensen Ackles), but he is frequent live-tweeter and filler-upper of my twitter.

It also means that people who choose to/have to record a show on their trusty DVR could have spoilers ruined for them when they check twitter (with no warning), so it’s really only beneficial for folks who are on twitter while they watch their shows.

Personally, when I am watching a show that I love, I don’t have my eye on my phone – I’m actually watching the show. Not to smack people who do feel the need to multitask while watching TV; I just prefer to give all of my attention to a show, because it allows me to enjoy it a bit more.

But, even without watching the show, it is still interesting to hear about what was going on behind the scenes, and actors are generally pretty humorous about everything, to further enhance the viewer’s enjoyment of the show.

Hence, I am torn; I love/hate live-tweeting, and I don’t know if I should embrace the background information on a show I haven’t watched yet or weed out the live-tweeters from my twitter feed.

Shit That People I Enjoy on Facebook Say

Sometimes I get a little pissy at the world in general, and call out people I hate and the dumb shit that they say. After that, I want to make it up to the world by reminding them (and myself) that there are people who I don’t hate who say lovely things on social media sites.

Everyone has a few people on the social medias that they used to work with/go to school with/met once at a party who you friended  because you had a bonding experience, but you don’t expect to ever have a face to face conversation with that person ever again. Most of the time, it’s completely acceptable to let them hang around for a year or so, and then unfriend/unfollow/un-whatever them after they say something particularly stupid or obnoxious.

I happen to be lucky enough to have a few of these people who I refuse to get rid of, because they light up my news feed with some real gems. Such as:

After reading that article on Jezebel about gender-neutral baby clothes, and getting into some of the comments, where people said that everyone compulsively asks a baby’s gender, I think I’ve come to the decision that if I’m ever toting a baby around and someone asks if it’s a boy or girl, I’m just going to look blankly at them and shrug like I have no idea.

Love it. She also goes on to call babies “small sentient marshmallows that leak fluids”, so you know she’s fun to peek in on every now and again.

Anyone else find it creepy that Blanche called her father “Big Daddy”?#GoldenGirlsMarathon

Yes, it is creepy. And yes, I do love that I have friends in their 20’s who still marathon Golden Girls.

And I leave you with this lovely video, added by an acquaintance on Facebook. It’s pretty fantastic, and I would never have known about it if it weren’t for Facebook (which may be a goo thing or a bad thing, depending on your opinion of foxes and their vocal habits).

Bet You Didn’t Hear About This on the News…

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve read this phrase on Facebook in the last few months, generally followed by a link to a news story about a horrible murder/rape/despicable act (extra points if the despicable act involves people of two different races!).

I know it stems from the amount of time newscasters have spent on the Trayvon Martin case, but this is such an obnoxious way to say that you find the amount of coverage unnecessary (and, in my opinion, a way to be a racist without having to resort to the n-word on public forums).

The thing that especially bugs me about these “unique” Facebook posts is the fact that most of the links are to major news sites (Fox, ABC, CBS, etc.), which means that whoever posted this article about a “pregnant woman killed in brutal racially motivated murder” found it on a news site! You’re commenting on how it is not in the news (supposedly due to extreme coverage of an African-American boy who was shot that you have no feelings for), while you read the article in the news!

Gah!

Sometimes I just can’t stand people, and more and more those people are on my Facebook. I honestly think that this is the reason why a lot of (younger) people are flocking to social medias like twitter – it’s a bit more casual in that you can unfollow someone who bugs you without them knowing, and they can still follow you. It makes me feel better about whittling down my friends list, in a way that I feel I cannot do on Facebook (without horribly offending people that I really don’t care about, but would rather not offend, because I’m a bit of a pussy like that).

Okay, I just needed to rant that out a bit. Thanks for staying with me (unless you didn’t, in which case I really can’t blame you).

 

Joss Whedon: Anti-God

Not in the I’m-against-God kind of way, but in the I-don’t-want-to-be-referred-to-as-a-God. We’ll get to that later.

I recently had the following facebook conversation with a friend of mine who claims to be a Whedon fan, but had only just now watched Buffy.

He may not like it, but Joss Whedon creates universes like a god, and will be treated as such.

He may not like it, but Joss Whedon creates universes like a god, and will be treated as such.

I thought we were funny, so I tweeted this picture to Joss Whedon, in the vain hope that he would find it funny and retweet it (I still have yet to be retweeted by a celebrity, and I’m sorry if that was a spoiler to the rest of the story).

And then this happened:

Come on, Whedon, at least call me out by name!

Come on, Whedon, at least call me out by name!

I still love Whedon, but come on, if you’re going to call me out, at least use my name! Even a “thanks, but no thanks” response would have made me unbearably giddy.

Oh well. Back to tweeting.