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This Is Me

Identity 2.0 by tychay
The past couple of weeks have been abuzz about Google+'s field trial. The past few days I've seen people come in (and out) and conversations that circled around content that people post or share. It's really great that there's an alternative to Facebook where I personally can put my data in and know that I can pull the data out anytime I like. It also feels better that I'm using tools that the company I work in is building. Loving your own is a value that I definitely give weight to.

So I've decided to move my namesake blog out from Posterous which doesn't let you easily export your data out into other blogging services. It was cool to be able to post through email but even then writing is not usually about being easy -- it's about having something to say. It just so happens that Blogger is as good as -- if not better -- than Posterous for the kinds of pieces I want to write. Wordpress might be a good idea for a while because that's what the cool kids use, but soon I'll be moving C++ Soup out of Wordpress and into Blogger too.

I'm following the cue for simplifying your online presence. Pretty soon I'll be retiring some of my accounts from other services and keeping it simple to find the real me online. I haven't decided which ones to kill yet but I know definitely that my Yahoo account will go away. I also might kill my Skype account.

I might even kill my Facebook account if I can only get my photos from out of there.

At any rate, it should be easier to find me online now that I'm settling on putting my identity at the hands of Google.

Cheers

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