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I can’t seem to make up my mind about technology.

I love discovering the joys of using new things, in due time. I’m not even just talking about microwave ovens, VCRs, Cuisinarts, computers, DVD players, or Nintendo, none of which were widely available (or in some cases, even invented) when I was a little girl but in the past thirty years have become mainstream. Whenever something new comes out, I love the idea of it. Normally (as an adult with a household budget to consider), I resist the cost of these new things as they come out until the next best thing comes along and I can get a deal on the last best thing. For example, my cherry-red Project Red Motorola Razr was purchased about a year after the Razr was in vogue. But I’m fine with that. The iPhone? First of all, my cell carrier doesn’t work with those. If I could get one, however, I definitely would still be waiting for the 3rd version. So when it comes to these products that make life easier–that can actually be held in hand or put on a counter–I may resist buying them as new releases but I absolutely love them once I get them. (And, alright: I’ll admit it…I also wonder why I waited.)

When it comes to computer-related applications and other miscellaneous technology, I seem to have a habit of digging in my heels. Even on the “free” stuff. While many things in this category are designed to LOOK like time savers, they are actually time suckers. Oh sure, I was fine when I started my first blog, Remembering Ruby. That was to promote the book that I published last fall (and that blog is currently sorely out-of-date: I plan to post there again soon). Then my sister advised me to begin another blog, to write about my personal stuff. No problem. Suburban Scrawl was born.

As I got more obsessed active in the blogging world, I started to get invitations to join various blogging social networks. I joined a couple (Hybrid Moms, Mom Bloggers Club, etc.), and then dropped them like hot potatoes. Too much work. The only blogging social network I have hung on to is Cre8Buzz, because I love the community “feel”. The problem is, all of this stuff takes time. Don’t even get me started on how much time I can spend sitting right here, reading other people’s blogs. It’s difficult to keep up.

My sister started using Twitter a while back. I thought it was pretty cool but had no interest in it for myself, really. I thought, “No way. I’m not getting all up in that.” Then, about six weeks ago (give or take), it occurred to me that Twitter is actually great for an obsessed active blogger. I have thoughts going through my head all the time (Stop laughing, Nukedad!) and how great would it be to be able to put a one-liner out there without having to do a whole post about it? Surprise! With Twitter, it’s possible! So, I signed up. And I love it. And it hardly takes any time at all. If you are on Twitter, follow me! (Click here) If you’re not on Twitter, I would highly recommend it. You don’t even have to have a blog to do it! (Ahem, Dawn/Anonymous!) So, score one for technology. I love Twitter.

Wait a second. I am being told by “the internets” that I’m not even using Twitter to its full extent. Apparently, I need tools. There are five that you can read about here, but there are also Twitpic and Twhirl. I’m sure there are more but since I’m resisting, I won’t search any more. Gawd, it’s dizzying.

Next? Facebook. I never wanted a MySpace page because, well, that whole thing just seems like a free-for-all to me. Nothing against any of you who have a MySpace page; I am just not interested. Facebook? Hmm. I didn’t know anything about it. I figured it was alot like MySpace. And, for the record, my kids are not on MySpace (we won’t let them) and they don’t chat on the internet, and they don’t IM. Time sucker. There are better things to do, like read. Or play guitar. Or practice Lacrosse.

Facebook is not like MySpace, though, because you have to approve people before they can look at your page. Nice feature.

Cut to several weeks ago. My sister suggested that I start a page. (are you noticing the trend that I am noticing?) I told her, “No way. I need that time sucker like a hole in the head.”

THE VERY NEXT DAY, my friend Debbie sent me an invitation to join Facebook. I thought, “Huh. that was strangely coincidental, since I just talked to Julie about it yesterday.”

I signed up for Facebook.

I love it. People from high school started finding me, and me them. The more information you put in there about yourself, the more people from your past pop up; seems as though a good part of the population is on Facebook.

The sixteen-year-old found out that Julie and I are on Facebook and had a cow. He was visibly disturbed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

Sputtering, he exclaimed, “You two are TOO OLD to be on Facebook!”

Ouch. That one hurt, because I’m still in my twenties…in my own mind.

The three of us (okay, us two against him) argued back and forth about how we are definitely NOT too old for Facebook, and he finally dropped it. Before I go any further with my story, I have to add that now that I am “Facebook Friends” with someone I went to high school with who is on a television show–who the sixteen-year-old happens to adore–the Facebook thing is apparently fine now.

After Jim found out about the Facebook thing, I started an account for him. He has just reconnected with his best friend from high school. How fun is that???

The downside to Facebook (in my opinion) is that there are about a million “applications” you are always being pushed to download by all of these supposed friends of yours. I have Superpoke!, Wordscraper, The Never-Ending Movie Quiz, and a few others on my page but I refuse to install applications such as “Barbara Walters’ If You Were a Tree, What Would You Be?” or “Which member of Eight is Enough Are You?” (For the record, I don’t know if those two applications actually exist because I think I just made them up…but I bet if I did a search, they’re there.) The applications are fun, but suck more time. Ack!

And now? Plurk. I shudder when I think about it. The first time I ever heard of it was when someone–either Huckdoll or Piper–twittered that “all the cool kids are on Plurk”. Wow, no pressure there.

Then, I got a lovely e-mail invite from my favorite Scot. She (Siobhan) was trying to woo me over to Plurk! I’m being told that Plurk is “where it’s at”! It’s supposed to be AMAZING! It’s supposed to CHANGE THE WAY I NETWORK WITH OTHERS!

Last week, I received an e-mail from Angie (OMG!). “We’ve got to get you on Plurk!” she said.

I’m resisting. I still have Siobhan’s invite and Angie’s e-mail in my “keepers” folder, though, just in case.

What’s next? Who knows. In the last thirty years, we’ve been “given” microwave ovens, VCRs, Cuisinarts, computers, DVD players, or Nintendo. The possibilities are limitless, I guess. It would help if someone would invent some more time SAVERS though, that’s for sure!

By the way, if you want to follow me on Twitter (come on, just DO IT!) or if you want to connect on Facebook, I’ve got links over there to the left! Cre8buzz? Look in the right-hand column!!

Just do it!