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Lifestream Aggregation

Mashable has this great post on social media how-tos for everyone and everything. Taking a quick look through the possibilities started to make my head hurt. Clearly, there is way too much going on to keep up with. Yes, you can do two hundred things with Google Maps to enhance the quality of your life online and so can you with Delicious, Facebook, Twitter et al. The point is how much is too much and how much is enough to get by without becoming socially inept or even irrelevant. Mark Drapeau offers some words of wisdom :
There aren’t any secrets. You get out what you put in. Work hard, add value, and don’t rest on your laurels. Note what’s happening in the news, and in life. Always evolve; adapt to your environment. Embrace trial-and-error and a spirit of lethal generosity. Take risks. Be surprising. Be awesome.
Also, how many lifestream aggregators does anyone need ? There are atleast twenty ways you can go about it and they are unequal in coverage. Until a leader emerges, you would probably have to leave your lifestream unmanaged and unaggregated or use several aggregators to get what you really need.

Thrilling as it is to be an early adopter and kick the tires of new technology, it would be a lot easier on your sanity to come back in a few years and see how everything has shaken out. With new social media startups popping up fast and furious around the world, it may be a good idea to hold on to that
first born for just a little longer.

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