Just realized that I’ve been misspelling “mastodon” my whole life.
Rock Norris
- 8 Followers
- 19 Following
- 19 Posts
Greetings, Mastodonians. As the kids say, “it’s been a minute, huh?” I realized that I still needed a microphone into the ether to vent frustrations, and since X (née Twitter) has become its own tar pit of crazies and porn accounts, Mastodon it is. Plus, half the people I need to vent about are on Facebook, so I’m just keeping up the façade of funny memes over there as the room burns around me. #thisisfine
Chris TrottierSome people believe there's no purpose to "liking" something on Mastodon since it doesn't affect any algorithm.
Not the case.
It does something incredibly valuable: it acknowledges people.
Which is incredibly powerful, and is all the more important *because* it's not connected to gaming any algorithm.
By liking something on Mastodon, you are doing it honestly -- without any agenda at play other than that you like it.
So go ahead. Click that like button for its own sake.
The only thing preventing Trump and Musk running on the same ticket in 2024 is that *neither* of them would accept being the other’s “running mate.”
Ged MaheuxI just woke to Twitter push notifications on my phone from both TMZ and Elon Musk.
Needless to say I don’t follow these accounts and I don’t have push notifications turned on for either of them. Elon’s getting more and more desperate every day.
Good news! My first *10,000 followers* will be eligible for a special offer from one of my sponsors! Inner voice: that should buy me some time to find some sponsors…
Everything Everywhere All at Once is the closest we as a species can come to understanding the cognitive chaos of managing multiple Twitter-competitor feeds *as well as* Twitter simultaneously.
Okay, Mastodon just briefly displayed my keyboard *upside-down.* So, yeah, a bit rough…
Lady Laura 
I made a graph of all my past relationships.
It has an ex axis and a why axis.
Reconstructing a new social account’s Followed list feels a lot like decorating a new place with the personal items you were able to load the car with in the middle of the night, all while your toxic ex was screaming out the window of your old place at *their* ex who was walking past on the street with their date.