That is the premise of every newbie blogger’s angst. You’d be the most awesome, coolest blogger only if certain conditions are met. Let me go first. Don’t smirk now, but for me it’s Google Wave.
Of what use being the world’s new coolest blogger if you’re surfing the Net with a homemade slab of wood in lieu of Google Wave? That is so Third World. Argh.
Humbling experience
Like millions out there who salivated to get Google Wave invite I’ve been foiled many times. I plotted, ingratiated myself to important people, hung out with tech guys who think nothing of drinking from the social media fire hose, tweeted with fellows who spout verticals and conversions and other strange buzzwords. I have left comments on their high profile blogs, hoping to get in their radar.
No can do. I was ignored. Insufferable peacocks.
Enter my friend Rey Jr. I can almost hear him muttering under his breath, “LJ, act your age. What on earth do you need to surf the net with Google Wave for. Just slosh your feet over the bank of the mighty Twitter river. It’s the same.”
Riding on Samuel Jackson’s coolness
Yeah, sure. You guys don’t get it, do you. Must get it. Must be one of the coolest guys like the incomparable Samuel Jackson. Watch the star of Pulp Fiction’s awesome use of Google Wave.
See what I mean?
Maybe Google knows I’m a fumbling blogger
So what if Google Wave invite is only farmed out to 100,000 people? So what if my best buddy Jaypee finds my blogging behavior odd - scrambling to Google search for every conceivable need. It’s a continuing source of amusement to Jaypee that I use Google search to find him every time he prefaces every conversation in Google Talk with, “Hey, have you seen my latest post?”
Or this variation. “Jan! Now you searched my blog from within your Gmail inbox!”
Death of email, my foot
Email as the very thing you think will be put to pasture when Google Wave becomes available to the sweaty masses has a stately grace that lends itself more to thoughtful composition and replies. Writers need to be alone in their own minds to think things through. Not mindless interruption and the constant demand for attention by something like Google Wave. How about that, huh?! Let’s see how you maneuver yourself out of the rocky reefs on that one.
Only thing is, I need to have Google Wave at my disposal to thumb my nose at it and say, “Google Wave, you suck.” Otherwise, it’s not the same, eh?
So what is it you’re salivating for – something you suspect to be silly but nonetheless you can’t help but pine for it? Don’t tell me I’m the only only one bothered with this strange affliction? Come on, this is strictly just between you and me!
Recommended Reading:
- Google Wave: 5 Ways It Could Change the Web
- Google Wave: A Complete Guide
- Google Wave Crashed on Beach of Overhype
- Google Wave Hits Shore: Flash Flood Warning in Effect
Photo by mikebaird