I think this page is proof that when I'm bored or trying to avoid work--or both!--that I should not be let anywhere near a computer. Ya' never know what will come spilling out onto a scrapbook page!

Last week I was having a conversation with a teen volunteer currently working in the lab. She's positively delightful--bright, hard-working, cheerful--and most definitely a child of the 21st century. Texting, Facebook, Twitter--she and her friends keep in touch in all of these ways. Do you remember when the only way to contact your friends after class was with a telephone? Now, kids can contact their friends during class, let alone waiting until the bell has rung, and all without saying a word!

I was so surprised and touched when she asked--using her words!--if she might follow me on Twitter. I do have a Twitter account, but I've yet to post my first tweet. I know many people get great enjoyment out of tweeting, but as for me, seriously, who really wants to know what I had for breakfast or that my cat got out of the house again, or that I spent the afternoon working in my garden? Besides, I pretty much already post that kind of stuff. I just do it on scrapbook pages! Smile

Aaaaanyway, when I responded that I don't tweet, and when I tried to make a lame joke that she did not get, that started me thinking--always a dangerous thing! Those thoughts and a slow Sunday afternoon led to this page.

Journaling reads:
" 'I don't tweet,' I replied to the 17-year-old lab volunteer who asked if she might follow me on Twitter. "Oh, I've been known to sing, screech, bellow, caterwaul, wail and even squeak, but I don't tweet."