Attention friends and family!
As you may know, I am in school. A requirement for one of my courses (Mass-Comm 31: Issues in Media) is a Twitter account. You may also know, I don’t tweet. Well, now I do; but, and you knew that was coming, this is for school only, please. If you see me out there in the Twitter-verse; please, please, please don’t follow me or invite me, or whatever is appropriate there. I spend too much time on FB, already. (Who me?) Perhaps, when this is over, I’ll do as the instructor suggests and ‘remain connected’; then I’ll hunt you down and bombard you with 140 character artistic masterpieces. ;~) BTW, how the heck does ANYONE express themselves in 140 characters? This will have consequences!
I am quite excited about all this education stuff. I was thinking (for a nonce, :-0) that it would wear off after my first assignments were due. Ha, not even close! This is great. I have something to fill the gaps. Unfortunately, though it isn’t Facebook, I still spend as much time on my butt, reading and keyboarding course related material. This I think will wear off as I get used to the routine. One thing I found quite amusing, yesterday as I was reading the text, my phone kept dancing across the table next to me as one after another notification from Facebook came rolling in, all about the most inane things one could imagine. None of it was meaningful, really, and there I was reading about how social media had completely enveloped our lifestyles. I had to put the book down and inform the Facebook world of my revelation before it sunk in that I had just demonstrated the point exactly.
It’s not all fun and games. I find that reading text is just as tedious as it was in the 70s. Back then, if I ran into a course that required lots of non-technical reading, I would have given up after a few paragraphs and winged it until I was failing the course, then stop going. The difference this time, I guess, is that I’m really interested in the subject matter. Not only that, I’ve lived through most of its history, from “Do-Wop” radio to this near “tricorder” universe we live in now, so I’ve “seen it all”. This is a perspective I think a lot of my classmates will not have, and as such, I’ll present a very different viewpoint for social dialog in the class…probably. In the interest of learning and experiencing the discourse, I slog through. Besides, class ensues in my lounge chair whenever I feel like it.
One drawback to having all this available time right now is that I am way ahead of the curve, as far as getting the work done is concerned. I have nothing better to do with my time right now, so I spend a lot of it reading the text book and doing as much of the assignments as I can, then I go back and read the book some more, while I wait for the class to catch up…lol. I imagine a bunch of kids who just finished Spring Semester and who are not quite ready to rock. They aren’t as speedily zipping through the assignments. This class is about Social Media, so we all must be connected. I’m ready. They aren’t. None of them!
BTW: I don’t fear calling them kids because they are going to call me Mr. at least once…every stinking one of them. 🙂
Now, you know me! Two hours after no one else had registered their Twitter names on the class discussion board so I can search for and follow them (this is an assignment), I’m sure I’ve done something wrong. Not only will it be wrong, it will be ridiculously wrong. Wrong enough that I will need to hang my head in abject humiliation (cybernetically, of course, since this is an online course). Everyone will know who the Twitter rube is.
Searching frenetically through my new Twitter profile for the inevitable stupid mistake that has thwarted my most earnest efforts to “get connected”, I finally find and feverishly fix it. I used a ‘#’ instead of an ‘@’. “Fool! FOOL”, says I. But, no matter, I found it and I fixed it.
That was yesterday! Still no one has posted their Twitter call-sign. Nothing! No catchy twists of their real names, no basic newbie-don’t-take-any-chances-on-being-too-cute names like mine, no Nom de guerre. Sigh!
So, I wait!
Of course, I should mention that I am 80% through the week’s assignments already and they aren’t due until 11:59pm Tuesday next, but that would completely denude the anxiety, and I’ve already queried the instructor twice as to why this was going so slow. Do you think that was a bit aboveboard? Harrumph!
To be sure, I start real school next week where I’ll be attending class at the College. I’ll be far more taxed, time-wise. I’m trying to get as much of this Mass Comm online course under my belt as possible before then. This summer will be a good warm up for fall when I have a bit more of a commitment to make. If I find the Summer schedule is too demanding physically, I still have time to draw back on the Fall schedule a bit. Am I worried? A bit, yes, but aside from family, I still have little better to do with my time; so, there is no excuse. My back should be fine. I am getting shots soon and the classes are mostly held in a lab environment so I can stand up as much as I need to for a break.
I know I can do this. Every course I will take is one I selected and want to take. The subject matter is what I’ve dreamt about doing for a lifetime. When I finish here, what I create will be net/magazine-worthy and I will publish my work…unless it sucks, of course. Still, I know this won’t be easy. It is just what I want. That’s usually enough.
When I’m inspired to write, I often have seen something that triggered the thought. It has frustrated me in the past that I have no avenue to express the entire inspiration to you. Frankly, other than some musical talent, I suck at what I call the “physical arts”, dancing and drawing, for instance. Professional level camera skills and refined writing skills will fulfill that expressive desire for me. This newer genre of written art, Haiku, seems to be tailor made for the Twitterverse. I have experimented a little already. Now I want to learn enough about Photoshop to make the edits I want and then add the thoughts that come to mind when I’m finished repainting my pictures…
You might ask, “You’ve waited all this time, why are you in such a hurry now?”
“Aha” I say, “I have until Nov 2018 to use the Voc Rehab money the Workers Comp Insurance provided after my injury”.
It’s a fair amount and coupled with what the state has pitched in, it could cover the entire path to the degree I aspire to, if I could squeeze all that course load into a year and a half that is. I probably won’t, but I’ll get close and that’s good enough for us to finish on our own dime. I’ll have all (well, most of) the Photo/Video gear I need by then, thanks to the Insurance Company’s Voc Rehab grant and the State’s grant. We’ll find a way to finish the few credits I might have left, if any. Aside from online studies, another way to crunch a little is to take night courses as well as having a daytime schedule. I’m trying this out this summer and fall. We’ll see!
So, zoom, zoom… There is one issue I do have to address about being in a rush, at least in the online studies world. Back in the day, I found that the longer I dwelled on a question, the more likely I was to think of several different answers to it and then the doubt would creep in. So, I got in the habit of blazing through tests as fast as I could go. When I was done, I’d go back and review, but most times I found my first answer was the one. I can’t go back now, at least I don’t think we can, so I must do it right first time. No matter! It’s just a different way to do the same thing. It did cost me a point though on my second quiz. I bet this will be another short learning curve issue. GRRRRRRR! Live and learn.
Thanks in advance for letting me be, Twitter-wise…just for now.
PS: One of the remaining assignments for this week is to write an essay on our experience with Twitter. I see that I can simply cut and paste from here and I’ll have most of that finished. ;~) Let’s call it 85% done then. 😉