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The next post will be a bit delayed.

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I’m sure you understand.

Lottery deja vu

It’s hard to believe that it has been three and a half four years since I first saw The Book of Mormon in previews on Broadway.

I was in the audience twice in the first two weeks (in case it closed)…but luckily the critics and New York audiences agreed.

It was the “musical of the century.”

imageI won front-row orchestra tickets on Twitter for last night’s show. The faces have changed, and possibly some nuances of the staging, but it was just like seeing it for the first time.

Only better.

I made eye contact with the cast, said hello to the conductor and got spit on.

Spit on.

I got to take my friend Derek for his first-ever viewing.

This blog was created with a little help from my post last August, when I won the BOM Twitter lottery the first time.

Oops

I forgot yesterday.

I forgot to write a post.

Since I launched The Egg almost five years ago, I haven’t missed a day.

Until yesterday.

I have great excuses: A packed schedule. Business travel. Lack of sleep. Or do I have…a brain cloud?

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It almost got Tom Hanks in the movie classic Joe vs the Volcano.

Clearly I need a really great steamer trunk.

(This only makes sense if you’ve seen the film. Don’t want you think the cloud is upon you…or is it???)

Take a picture

To inspire today’s post, I scrolled through previous images I have used in the blog and selected one at random —

nap

Uh oh.

Not sure this one is going to do the job…especially on a national holiday.  Kinda feel the couch calling instead.

But wait — I have a laptop.  I can write on the couch. I’ll write my blog post there.  No worries.  No problems.

Uh oh.

The TV is in front of the couch…and Silver Linings Playbook is on Showtime.  That might get in the way of my writing.

Not so far.

#AuntsonTwitter

When I was home for Christmas last December, my three nephews were joking about the perils of having their mom and aunts on Facebook and Twitter.

They just never know when we may chime in on something they post.

i love my auntToday I drove that point home.

I was stuck on the computer all day, working on a project with a tight deadline.  When I needed a break, I would check Twitter; my nephew Nathaniel had just posted something every time.

So did I.

Each time I commented on his tweet or posted a tweet in reply, I added the hashtag #AuntsonTwitter.  We chatted back and forth for quite a while, having a great time…or so I thought.  Then he posted his own hashtag —

#GetAuntsOffTwitter

Whatever do you think it means??!?!

Punking a prankster

For those of you following up on yesterday’s post, I played a prank on my best friend this weekend that was 30 years in the making.

john james youngShe tricked me into believing that she was dating John James, star of the TV drama Dynasty, when we first met in college. We have laughed at the memory over the years, but I finally found the right moment — and resources — to give her a little payback.

Her family planned a surprise birthday party for her on Friday, and I flew in as part of the festivities. Bad weather delayed the actual party, which meant my little surprise became the appetizer.

I told her I was dating someone new — ‘John’ — but was purposely vague on details.

Then my phone rang.

The actual John James was the on the other end of the line.  I had found his manager’s number, and John graciously agreed to be a part of my “wonderful, evil plot” to get back at Caroline.

John and I chatted briefly to establish our relationship, and then I passed the phone to Caroline, speaker on so I could listen to her ‘pass judgment’ on the new guy.

She soon complimented him on his ‘radio voice’ and asked if he had worked in media.  He ‘fessed up to being a producer and an actor, cleverly mentioning he once performed in the musical Promises, Promises near her hometown (where their photo was taken oh-so-many years ago).

She soon realized they knew the same musical director who conducted the same show at the same theatre…Wait a minute, who did you say you were?  

She believed he was the real John James quickly enough, and even thought we were dating for a moment.

To the victor go the spoils!

John James CarolineA huge thanks to John James for making my redemption possible.

Ouch, my nose

What happens when you try to write your blog post late at night…in bed?

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My language was cleaner, of course…

2day’s post

OMG.

I just learned that OMG isn’t an acronym at all.

NASA is an acronym. FEDEX is an acronym.  The so five-minutes ago and poorly performing Windows VISTA is, too.

But OMG, HTML, and even university initials like BU or UK are not.

What’s the difference?

A group of letters is only an acronym when the the initials are pronounced together as one word.  If they are said letter by letter, like URL, the group of letters is considered an initialism.

Who knew?

I certainly didn’t until this morning, when the random fact was passed along to me via that great center of learning, Twitter.  And I simply had to share.

There.  Now go enjoy your holiday.  You’ve worked your brain hard enough.

LOL

Audience first

A former colleague announced today on Facebook this he has created a book of his tweets.

He uses the app that posts the identical status update to Facebook and Twitter.  They are usually sentence fragments with hashtags and links to related content — very Twitter-friendly, but I’m not sure how they will translate to the printed page.  Will they be as rich in meaning outside of their original Internet home?

I find those tweets jarring even on Facebook, where hashtags have no relevance, since they are meant to help Twitter users find related content easily.

It all goes back to putting your audience first when you write….and I would argue that posting the same status update to Facebook and Twitter doesn’t.  I know everyone who follows me on Facebook; I certainly can’t say that about Twitter, so I treat the two audiences differently.

And if I were going to write a book based on my Facebook status updates or Twitter posts, I would use them simply as inspiration.  The medium is different, so I think you should use different language.

Let’s face it — my reader can’t click a link or follow a hashtag in a book.  And if they are nice enough to read my stuff, I certainly won’t bother them with ’em.