So Where Have I Been...?

You know where I've been, nowhere, that's where. Or rather, right here--but more specifically, on Twitter. If you want to know where I've been and what I'm doing, follow me at Twitter.

Twitter is my new best friend, my sole companion, my TV-watching and newspaper-reading buddy. Last night I saw the Tonys, by myself of course. But my bon mots were not lost on the world because I was able to Twitter them. If I had had to keep my opinions to myself, I would have been so sad. But I didn't, and I didn't. I commented on Marsha Mason's girnormous weight gain and the puerility of the Mary Poppins revival, among other things. That this satisfied me is testimony to the fact that what we human beings (and maybe dogs as well) need the most is to feel that we're being heard. And Twitter allows, nay enables that.

Here's another thing that Twitter does: it connects me to specific people in the world. Some I know; some I've only met through Twitter. But I know what they're doing. And how they're feeling. It's a connection that is meaningless, but incredibly valuable to me. And if that's an oxymoron, so be it.