September 17 - Oddity

Twitter is weird. I'm not even going to pretend to fully understand it. It's just weird. Every now again, someone I don't know will find and favorite one of my random, untagged tweets from a week or so ago. How do these people find these tweets? They're not following me, they're usually not following my friends, so how do they find these old tweets of mine that don't have hashtags in them? Are they just reading everything? Are there people out there who read all of Twitter? 

And every now and again, I'll get a new follower for a day or two as a result of one of these tweets. Usually it's a company that, I presume, thinks I will instantly follow back, check out their website, and sign up for services. I hate to break it to those companies, but I'm not the sort to do that. I don't believe in the instant follow-back. I'm not trying to be mean, but if your content is irrelevant or dull, I'm not going to read it. If I'm not invested in you as a person, why invest my Twitter-reading time in keeping track of who you had drinks with over the weekend? If I don't use your product, why do I care about the sale you're having this weekend? So these companies that follow me as the result of some random tweet usually stop following me in a day or so when they find out I am not a viable client candidate. That's fine. 

Yesterday, a condom company started following me on Twitter. Now, it is entirely possible that someone who works for this condom company is someone I met at a conference in May, or that there is some sort of not-entirely-random social connection there. But I had to laugh at the fact that a condom company decided to follow me yesterday. Because I tweet about condoms so often? Or safe sex? Or personal relationships? I am the girl who is perpetually single. I did the math once, remember, to figure out exactly how single I have been throughout my life. Granted, during the brief stints in my life when I have had a boyfriend and sex was readily available to me, I have been an advocate of safe sex and condom use. I think it is up to both partners to take responsibility for preventing unwanted pregnancies and the spread of disease. But even just before this conference I went to back in May, I received a large bundle of various and assorted condoms from one of the other attendees that have remained sitting untouched in a drawer. Because when I am not dating (which is approximately 95% of my life), I am not having sex so I have no need for condoms. And I'm talking about no sexual contact. I'm not doing anything with male organs at all, much less anything that sex experts would tell me should involve condom use. That's just the way my life goes. 

So thank you to this condom company for following me briefly on Twitter and giving me a chuckle. While I appreciate the work you do and believe in the value of your products, you are seriously barking up the wrong tree in targeting me for a marketing campaign. 

Now, should my relationship status change sometime in the future...

Meh. That would require effort. 

May 19 - Space Oddity

We flew home through a thunderstorm today. Well, maybe not through, but next to. We were at about the same altitude as the storm clouds, but they were...over there. And oh my goodness, the lightening show was brilliant. It must have been a fantastic storm, possibly even a scary storm for those on whom it was storming. And my thought process while watching the lightening flashes went something like this:

"There's your God, Mr. Shannon!"

"The spirit that I have seen may be the devil as the devil has the power to assume a pleasing shape, yay, and perhaps out of my weakness and my melancholy, as he is very potent with such spirits, abuses me to damn me."

"Yay, nitrogen cycle!"

I think it is safe to say, I am an odd duck.