I did a thing!
The other day I designed a new Twitter header for a profile I post on quite
regularly, but have no intention of developing a meaningful following on.
I would be somewhat disappointed if I ever got more than 100 followers,
because I treat it more like an online journal or brain dump.
A couple of times over the years I’ve accidentally had a post go viral
and all these miscreants on the internet somehow ended up writing
comments. Get orf my land! 🙂
My Twitter name is alphadeano – I don’t think it’s actually a great
profile username and I’m not down with toxic masculinity. I don’t know
why I chose that name at all, it just came into my head one day.
All this alpha stuff is actually bollocks and anyone who questions
this should just watch Andrew Tate for a bit. What a twat.
Everyone like that, telling people how to think or act when they’re
impressionable is a big red flag for me.
To be unique all you need to do is have the confidence to be YOU.
That is already your SUPERPOWER.
It’s mine. It’s yours. It’s all of ours.
The problem is people are looking for permission these days
just to be themselves, so they buy books on the subject and
sit in counseling sessions trying to figure out what is already
hard-coded inside of them.
When you’re a kid you don’t ask people how to enjoy playing
out with your mates, you already know how to have fun.
That’s the point.
You can’t learn or read that from a book written by a nobhead.
All that aside…
In an age where everyone craves ‘likes’, ‘followers’ and attention I’m
quite happy on that corner of the internet, just flying under the radar
with my own thoughts as I dive into a quiet pool of contemplation.
There’s something nice about that I think.
Just writing thoughts out aloud and nothing happening. It’s like
lighting a firework and just watching it by yourself. The firework
is still awesome and you can go back in the house afterwards without
having to stand around talking to someone just to be polite.
Anyhoo, here’s my Twitter header thingy created by my own fair
hand. If I asked AI to design it, then it would have looked like AI
had created it. Been there, worn that t-shirt…
It’s a bit of a shocker to realise I’ve taken time out of my day 4686 times over the years to post
a spark of a thought on Twitter/X. I’ll never get that time back, but as Boy George once said,
“Time won’t give me time“.
One day, when I’ve ripped off the mortal coil people may look back at this, read all my posts and
say, “When did he write all that shit? He could have written a book instead” 🙂
I recently got my old Nokia 3330 working again. I actually love pressing buttons
and how much more visceral the whole thing is.
In 2025, unless you want to send basic texts and make a phonecall it’s no longer really
a solution, except it sort of is.
If I wanted to do away with apps, go off grid and never take a photo of anything again that is.
LOL.
The thing with modern smartphones though, is they are just flat pieces of glass. I find the
whole thing so boring. I want to press big red buttons and thumb my way through manuals.
I love digital stuff but I want to press something to get there. Call me old fashioned.
Anyway, what do you think of my new X/Twitter header? It’s better than just having
a grey background colour isn’t it. I like to think it injects a bit of personality and as
Samuel L Jackson said in Pulp Fiction, “Personality Goes A Long Way“.
One day I know I won’t have time or inclination to post on Twitter/X or this blog
anymore, but I’ll keep going until I get to at least 100 posts on here because I am
finding this an interesting experiment in dogged persistence when there is no reward
at the end of it other than being able to say, “I wrote a lot of words and I learned something
about myself in the process“.
That is part and parcel of it. I find writing actually helps with day to day life, getting thoughts
out of your head onto virtual paper. There’s something intimate about it (weird how it works).
Maybe writing is a cathartic process?
One day when someone asks me about myself, I’ll say:
“Rather than spend time talking about this, go read 100 posts I wrote on freshlyspilledink.com.
Then come back to me”
Nobody is gonna read 100 posts, I know that, but it gets them off my back ha ha.
100 posts could be a good time to hang up the gloves and disappear. After all, it’s a nice
round number. I’ll see how I feel when I get there.
On that note I will love you and leave you as I sign off post number 38.
Let’s play this one out with One (is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do) by Three Dog Night…