Sunday, April 26, 2009

I Will Follow You


A sarcastic shout out of "thanks" to Sunday Scribblings for putting the absolutely horrid song, "I Will Follow You," sung by Ricky Nelson no less, into my head. Having read the prompt last night right before bed, you can well imagine how long it took me to fall asleep with that sickening song looping through my head. Not even the painkillers were a match for that tune.

I've no following of my own. No fame and fortune to draw someone in. No special talent luring young wannabees along. No access to insider information to entice with. No true dirt to share. No crisis or spectacular crime or threat of crime to bring in the eternally lurid.

Have you heard about the people who have tweeted jokes about harming someone and then have had a huge uptick in following (as the authorities get involved)? Or the one who tweeted about killing herself and then was "saved" by Demi Moore? The number of people following that lady increased by more than 600 in the first 24 hours. The fabulous, fiery car crashes or threats of jumping off buildings we used to have to be satisfied with happening upon in person just once or twice in a lifetime happen all the time online. And we get to be there! And rather than just be satisfied with reading about the results in the newspaper the next day, we can follow the victims or perpetrators until the bitter end.

I am a follower. My Bloglines feed numbers 140. It's gone up and down depending on my focus. Last year, it was down to fewer than 15. It crept up as the arm pain increased and my ability to focus on doing anything productive diminished. But when I "fall behind" because of life? I only care about catching up on no more than 10 fellow bloggers. "Mark as Read" is being clicked far more often. And, for this recovering Catholic, the amazing thing is I feel no associated guilt because of it.

I follow fewer than 90 people on Twitter. And those people are all people "I know." I see the thousands and thousands of followers some fellow nobodies have, and I laugh. It's a race, I guess, but it's not one I'm currently following. In fact, for every two follow requests I get, I block one. Because I'm not sure exactly why these random people want to follow me. But I'm pretty sure if I'm not interested in following them, I'm sure as hell not having them follow me.

My favorite followers? The two-legged and four-legged ones who inhabit my real world. Oh, they drive me to distraction, to be sure. [The larger of the two four-legged ones in particular is relentless.] And I use this space to bitch about them and escape from them. In the end, though, I will follow them. Wherever they may go.




[Photo courtesy Geocities.]


12 comments:

anthonynorth said...

Some great words on following. As for Twitter, it's certainly a strange experience :-)

Tumblewords: said...

Well said. I enjoy your tweets as well as your blog - but nothing takes the place of family!

Old Grizz said...

Love your sense of humor. Taking the dogs for a pant (profile) really funny

josie2shoes said...

I enjoyed your take on "follow", Patty! At one time I was following an incredibly number of blogs, and then realized I was beginning to feel tied down by it. Now I follow the ones of people whose lives and words really interest me - ones I can relate to - like yours! :-) Your quote that I still have posted on my blog says it all, I write because I have to, regardless of who, if anyone comes to read.

danni said...

i remember screaming with a contagious hysteria and tears when i saw ricky nelson live at the michigan state fair when i was just a "tween" ager, and the picture took me zoom-bang! right back to my childhood - i actually sat enchanted as he crooned "be-bop baby" from a 45 rpm - jeez! --- my tastes have evolved to be much more eclectic and particular in entertainment - but altogether kith and kin are the thing!!!

Maddy said...

I must say that I have noticed that initially twitter was with 'people' I know who blog, when I'm familiar with their blogs or followers of their blogs but recently [the last few weeks] there's been a big increase in those who are following me. This could be because I am fabulous however sadly it is because they want to sell me their wares.
Best wishes

Tara R. said...

I mostly follow the people whose blogs I follow, and I make judicious use of the BLOCK button. I couldn't keep up with 100s of people, I'm not that good at multi-tasking.

Lucy said...

haha great post! all this following we all do!! Do u think the world is as bizarre as I do?? I just added Obama to those I follow on twitter! and a few more celebs. why? I can't sleep! I feel crazy with all this google reader and twitter stuff!
Love the end of your post... aren't they the most important ones!
I enjoyed this so much.. I may be able to get some rest now. :)

Jeni said...

Great conclusion here! I concur fully on your opinion about who and what to follow. Now, if you've put an earworm in my head, well good thing your in one coast and I'm on the other!
Peace.

D... said...

Ah, yes, the true followers. I will follow mine wherever as well. Gladly.

I block a lot of followers, too. I don't tweet enough to merit a random stranger following me. Why would they want to? It skeeves me.

Redness said...

Oh what was that terrible song "I will follow you ... I love him, I love him ..." ??? You've somehow put that one into my head ... I won't swap you for the Ricky Nelson one ... loved your post ;)

vomitcomit said...

Going private for 2 months kept the pointless followers away. If you don't chase them, they disappear. Now I get followed by strangers, many of whom I don't follow back. They go away some times, and I don't much care. My taste for online is slowly leaving.

Using tweetdeck helps me ignore those numbers, and in Google Reader, it's extra work to find the number of subs.

And now I have that song in my head. GRRRR. :P

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