Okay.  Take my temp.  I caught it.  No.  Not the swine flu.  Twitter fever.  I wouldn’t even tell anyone at first.  It was kind of embarrassing.  Afterall I was the one who said, why would you want to do THAT!  Isn’t that the ultimate millineum-age “me, me, me” tool?  And Lord knows they don’t need another reason to focus on themselves (bad Brenda!)  And isn’t it just another a legal way of stalking?  You name it, I had the excuse for NOT doing it.  Then it happened.  Like blogging.  I kind of “had” to do it.  Work “kind of” requested participation.  Nowadays requests are gentle.  No demands.  There are those who do.  And those who do not work here anymore.  Just kidding (insert  nervous ha, ha, ha).  Anyway.  The temp is taken.  I will survive.  And it’s not as serious as I thought.  Like anything else, it is what you make of it.  And I have decided to make it an educational tool.  For now.  Yesterday, I talked about the primary elections in New Jersey, poll openings and closings and what my business comings and goings in preparation for bringing you the lead story in last night’s newscast.  Hopefully that held some interest to you.  And of course this weekend, when I’m walking in the Walk for a Cure, it should be loads of  fun when my team, The Kelly Fund for Lupus,  will all be tweeting and telling everyone about the day’s events.  Okay.  The fever is up.  I’m liking it.  And who knows?  Considering how long it took me to get on once I decided to open an account, apparently a gazillion of others like it too.  Twitter fever.  It’s survival and can be downright fun!