Community Center Class: 21st Century Social Media, Thursday Evening [09/06].

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Hey, everyone!" Summer beamed a little at the front of the class to see that there were still some people who returned to this class this week hopefully. "Welcome back! I hope those of you who are new to your smartphones had some time to play around with them a little, and if any questions popped up, we'll take a few moments at the end of class to go over them. In the meantime, we'll just jump right into this week's topic so we can spend some time exploring that while we're all here, too.

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"So I know that was a lot of babble, but you know I'll be more than happy to go over anything again if you need me to, but what I'd like to do for this class, then, is just sort of play around with Twitter, maybe share each other's handles so you can practice tweeting at each other, try to find some interesting things to retweet, maybe find someone famous and see if you can get them to tweet back. And if you come across any horrible jello recipes and don't tweet them at me, you totally fail today's lesson."

And instead of telling them to get started, she quickly added the handles she did already know to her store Twitter and tweeted out, still displayed on the screen, "Let's get this party started!"

T42 - Thursday

[hernando_fuentes]

It had been a good week minus a few brief sour notes. Sparkle was well and had given him an idea to ask the store about. He arrived a little early on Thursday to do just that.

"Good morning," he said to everything in general, including the quokka. "I wondered if there was space to put an apartment in the store? I would like to move out of the hotel and it would be much convenient if I could stay here or close by."

The stock room door rattled. Hernando paused. He'd never actually been in the stock room. Hadn't needed to, every time he encountered a need, it showed up in the storefront. "You want me to go through the door?" The door rattled again.

With a small breath of trepidation and hoping not to encounter a 'man behind the curtain' scenario, Hernando opened the door and stepped in.

He returned a few minutes later wearing an entirely bemused expression on his face. He patted the counter. "You," he said sincerely, "are a very good store."

The sign rattled. He went to retrieve it and set it out.

SPECIALS
Home Hearth - Black Tea with Mulled Spices and Apple Pieces - hot or cold
Bedroom Blend - Rooibos with Chamomile, Mint, and Ginger - hot or cold
Lawn Jarts - Sencha with Peppercorns, Ginger, Cardamom, Cinnamon, Cloves - hot or cold

Hernando gave a small, private laugh as he placed it on the sidewalk. Point taken, store.

Description of shop is here.

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