How to make your mother cry

This looks like a pretty innocuous shot right? How could this make a mother cry?

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Well . . . . . every since the kids started going to school, on the first day of school we would take their picture. They would be all dressed up in their age appropriate garb. We would have them stand in front of the TV in the living room and we would take several shots. The TV was like a yardstick, you could watch them grow. Even when they were way too cool teenagers we insisted we get the FDOS picture. We have a whole collection.

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This morning was the first day of college for Katie. She had an 8:00 class. She got up, got her stuff together and rousted her roommate from bed and handed her her camera. Her dorm mate didn't understand, "why can't I just take your picture from in bed?" "Because we take the picture standing in front of the TV, that's the way we do it" Katie replied.

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She got her picture and she sent it to her mom.

The Incredible Tree-Climbing Goats of Morocco

And now a word from the WebEcoist

So many times I try to tell people something interesting and they just don't believe me, well this time I have pictures. There is no way someone can doubt me now.

There is even a video for all you naaaay sayers

How much do you want to know?

First there were smoke signals, then there were letters, followed by email, IM's, then blogs now . . . . tweets. That's right - tweets.

There is a new time waster on the net and it's name is Twitter. This is a "service" where you, to quote this site " Twitter is a service for friends, family, and co–workers to communicate and stay connected through the exchange of quick, frequent answers to one simple question: What are you doing?"

So you basically broadcast little IM sized messages to everyone who has signed up to get them. These little messages are no longer than 140 characters long and are called . . . you guessed it - tweets.

I haven't twittered to tweeted, I can't even seem to manage to post a story a week on my blog but I just thought you might like to know.