Saturday, February 20, 2010

Passing on the Buzz

Okay, I let myself get pulled in to the Google Buzz.

My day job relies on keeping up to date with technology and its offshoots. My cat-like curiosity lures me to explore strange, new things. My pretty blonde head is still spinning from the release, the buzz from early adopters and the ensuing KERFUFFLE around privacy issues. I empathize with the woman whose contacts were revealed, exposing her and them to predators like her ex-husband.

Google Buzz: Privacy nightmare
http://news.cnet.com/8301-31322_3-10451428-256.html

Missed Use Case? Google Buzz Reveals Who You Chat With The Most To Everyone
http://techdirt.com/articles/20100210/1503598116.shtml

I'm still wondering how that guy from Africa started following me. I had to remove him from my Google Reader list too. Geesh! Then there was a guy from India who seemed legit as he shared some of the same technology interests as I.

Then you get people wanting to follow you so you may follow them in return, hence upping their list of followers as part of some inane competition.

The Buzz has become too distracting. I am opting out. What spare time I have is just not worth it. I'll stick with Facebook, LinkedIn and Twitter for now, thank you.

Then there's that closet to contend with : - \

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Too many things ... on the go

In addition to cluttering our lives with material "things", possessions, collections, one can tend to take on too many hobbies, commitments and obligations.



Although I was interrupted by a snotty winter cold and had to stay home last week, I was able to get caught up on some volunteer activities requiring keen analytical ;-^ and organizational skills. Some projects though seemed to spin off into other little projects.



Things I need to remember:
  • Learn when to to say "no"
  • Take small bites

I was not yet able to start on my "downsizing" project. On a positive note, within that vortex of activities, I was able to get the first 8 chapters of my pretentious novel printed to 8 1/2 x 11 manuscripts for an editor and a reader. I am so nervous. Over the next few months, I aim to have the final 4 chapters typed up and ready.




Next, perform the contents inventory of my bedroom and log the downsizing progress. Hmmm, just in time for thinking about a new spring wardrobe. Uh-oh!