A short list of things I didn’t post to social networks last week

While on vacation last week, in an effort to unplug, especially from the constant cycle of posting things on the Internet and eagerly awaiting validation, I spent a lot of time separated from my phone (no laptop present on vacation) and while I did *read* Twitter, Facebook, and Google+ periodically (often in the middle of the night while awake with kids experiencing their first serious Florida-style thunderstorms), I didn’t post or share a single thing.

Here’s a short list of the sort of thing I didn’t share:

  1. My pithy comment on your vacation pictures.
  2. Stars on your tweets laden with Rupert Murdoch + pie jokes.
  3. Pictures of my frosty rum drinks.
  4. Pictures of my child enjoying her ice cream.
  5. Pictures of my child enjoying her ice cream after falling off the bench she was eating it on.
  6. Pictures of other people taking pictures while holding up their freshly caught red snapper, fresh off the fishing boat, just before cutting out their guts and attempting to grill their filets.
  7. Snarky commentary on the foreign tourists burning their toes with charcoal while trying to grill their own catch by the marina.
  8. Pictures of the incredibly lush resort lobby.
  9. Foursquare check-ins at the resort, marina, restaurants, Whole Foods in Coral Gables on the way down, or any of the other semi-nostalgic South Florida locations we passed through, accompanied by appropriate photos of my kids in shopping carts or high chairs as logic would require.
  10. Facebook status updates about how my wife was at the spa and I was aimlessly wandering around in the incredible heat with both my children.
  11. Google Reader shares of your interesting analysis of the decline of Borders, News Corp, and/or Amy Winehouse.
  12. Plus ones.
  14. Stars.
I think that covers it.

And we’re back

It’s going to take another night of sleep before I can make much sense, but we got back from Italy late Saturday night. I’m working on uploading the rough edit of pictures right now. Video will come later. Exhaustion is the word that keeps coming to mind.


My wife, her grandmother, mother, and brother. Napoli.

A few highlights: Quiet swim in the sea at Falerna Marina, several walks in and around St. Peter’s in Rome, the chaotic drive through the Spanish Quarter in Napoli, spending time with Zia Rosaria in Sicily, watching the US battle Italy to a 1-1 draw over beer and pizza in Pietrelcina, never needing a jacket, visiting the farm in Raddusa (more on that later).

I’m not going to pretend that I have time to catch up on what’s gone on in the newspaper/tech/media world the last few weeks. Apparently, some companies were bought and sold, and some conferences were held. People made speeches, redesigned sites, and started new jobs.

Speaking of which, my internship starts Wednesday. I’m still not sure how much I’ll write about that here, if any. I’ll probably just link to the stories I write, and then make a big fuss when I hit the front page.