Archive for September, 2011


TextSpeak:Part 1

September 26, 2011

One of my colleagues has requested that we go ahead and start talking about textspeak.  I was planning on discussing it when I introduced you to the secret world of teen texting, but I do actually believe that there is enough to go ahead and give you a little taste of it now.  Instead of posting once this week, I am actually going to post several times so that we all get a good lesson in what is going on in today’s abbreviated, synonym filled world of textspeak.

“Netlingo” claims to have the largest list of text speak available on the web today, and although I do not agree with this claim, I do appreciate their list of numerical text speak abbreviations.  Although there is an entire world of this new “lingo”,  here is the beginning.  I have no intention of taking another sources list and attaching it for you day after day, week after week.  However the numerical part of the list is quite original and I feel that is is worthy of it’s own blog “spot.”

  • 02 Your (or my) two cents worth, also seen as m.02
  • 10Q thank you
  • 1174 Nude club
  • 121 One to one
  • 1337 Elite -or- leet -or- L337
  • 143 I love you
  • 1432 I Love You Too
  • 14AA41 One for All and All for One
  • 182 I hate you
  • 19 hand
  • 20 Location
  • 2B or not 2B To Be Or Not To Be
  • 2b@ To Be At
  • 2BZ4UQT Too Busy For You Cutey
  • 2G2B4G Too Good To Be Forgotten
  • 2G2BT Too Good To Be True
  • 2moro Tomorrow
  • 2nite Tonight
  • 2U2 To You Too
  • 303 Mom
  • 404 I haven’t a clue
  • 411 Information
  • 420 Marijuana
  • 459 I love you
  • 4COL For Crying Out Loud
  • 4EAE  ForEver And Ever
  • 4eva forever
  • 4ever Forever
  • 4NR Foreigner
  • 4Q F*** You
  • 511 Too much information
  • 53X Sex
  • 5FS 5 Finger Salute
  • 8 Oral sex
  • 831 I Love You
  • 86 Out of, over, to get rid of, or kicked out
  • 9 Parent is watching
  • 99 Parent is no longer watching
  • ::poof:: I’m gone
  • heart

And just wait for the next list, it will blow your mind!


Do You Text and Drive?

September 19, 2011

Where Are You?

September 19, 2011

About four years ago I joined the texting world.  And although I had a cell phone for some ten years before this, I only used it as to make phone calls.  Over the last four years however (and I am actually embarrassed to admit this), it has become my primary means of communication.  As most you know from my previous post, there are certain boundaries and texting manners that I adhere to, but for the most part texting is a constant part of my everyday life.  It’s actually quite ironic considering my degree is in communication and that I will spend the next twenty years of my life teaching people how to VERBALLY communicate effectively.

Just as I am admitting that I am guilty of punting the traditional telephone conversation out of my life, I am perplexed by the unrealistic expectations that we (as a general population) give to text messaging.  What leaves me the most puzzled in all of this is how we can read a simple sentence and imply our own interpretations to the words (via our semantic triangle) and assume that our interpretation is exactly what the author intended.

Take the sentence, “Where are you?” for example.  These three simple words take on the most complex meaning when there is a complete lack of inflection.  “Where are you?” could be a simple statement of curiosity.  Or perhaps, you are meeting someone for lunch and you are running a few minutes behind.  In this situation, this simple sentence could mean, tell where you are or it could mean I am frustrated because you are late and I have no idea where you are.  In more extreme cases it could even mean “Where (explicative) are you?” The fact that this list could go on and on, is exactly my point, so today, I ask you this my friends…What is your story?  Tell us a time when you misinterpreted a text (or e-mail if you don’t text), and how it would have been completely different had you been in an actual conversation and heard the person’s tone of voice.


God Doesn’t Text, So Stop Texting Him!

September 13, 2011

About a week ago we invited our next door neighbors over for dinner.  They have two teenage daughters that regularly baby-sit for us and we thoroughly enjoy the entire family’s company.   Although we had never invited them over as a family, they all have been in our home individually multiple times.  So, this particular night, they come over and we are making small talk: what’s going on at school, the horrific weather this past summer and of course boyfriends.  The girls are so sweet and are generally very attentive to our daughters.  They are, by far, our preferred sitters, or maybe I should say, they WERE our approved sitters.

Let me set this up for you, because quite frankly, you simply had to see it to believe it.  We are all sitting down for dinner and the oldest daughter is in the middle of a text conversation with someone and she quietly chuckles to herself.  She comes to a place where it appears that she is finished and she sets her phone on the table.  We bow our heads and my husband begins the prayer.  No sooner than he could get out “Dear Heavenly Father”, her phone pings in with a text.  No big deal, she is a teenager, right?  Before the short (and I do mean less than 20 words short) prayer was over her phone “pinged” four times.  It was actually quite humorous and we all had a little chuckle.  After all, what are the chances that anyone would get four texts in 20 seconds?  Oh, I was not prepared for what was about to happen next.

Our two sweet teenagers did actually put their phones down to enjoy dinner with us and they apparently (unbeknownst to us) turned their annoying notifications off.  We could still tell that they were texting periodically, which was driving me a little crazy but I just kept my conversation going as if I didn’t even notice it.  Now bear in mind that both of their parent’s were sitting at the dinner table with us.   They both start laughing hysterically and we realize this whole time they have been texting each other.  Are you kidding me?  The parent’s chuckle and say that they do this all the time and then the girls confess to us that they weren’t talking to anyone else this whole time.  Even the “pings” during the prayer were from each other!

I wish that I was making this up, but unfortunately you can’t make this stuff up!  Here’s the deal friends– When you’re at the dinner table, the person sitting with you doesn’t want to sit and stare at the top of your head.  They do not want to hear you laugh at a conversation that they are not privy to.  It’s called courtesy, respect and quite honestly, good ol’ common sense.  Put down your phone at the table and if you’re texting during a prayer, you are NOT praying.  Give me a break.


Technology is Changing, Keep Up or Quit.

September 3, 2011

Hello out there in blog world.  My name is Kimberly Ellgass and you can learn anything and everything “me” by clicking on the “all about me” tab,  but for now I am ready to get this show on the road.  As many of my readers know, this blog is being birthed out of an assignment in a Business Communication class, but in reality I have every intention of this blog far outliving the semester in which it is being created.  Quite frankly, each and every one of you (at least on some level) will be used to collect data for a much larger purpose.  My ultimate goal is to write a theory based thesis on the lack of inflection in text messaging.  I already have a theory created in the deep hallows of my brain, but quite honestly getting my thoughts onto paper is in its infancy.   So welcome to the blog world of any and all things “text”.

Although my thesis will be incredibly focused, this blog will be an open door into the world of texting and into the minds of texters.  We will have crazy fun weeks when we talk about new textspeak or emoticons, but then there will be weeks when we tackle tough (and sometimes controversial) issues such as texting and driving and “sext”ing.  Please feel free to send me your ideas that you would like to see discussed.  I intend to be an open book.  I invite and encourage you to leave your comments and feedback as well.  I have no desire to write a blog spilling my deep feelings about texting (or anything else for that matter).   With that being said, I do not promise that you will not see some crazy rants about people texting at red lights or the idiot in the red sports car that almost killed me while I was loading groceries.  There will be times that we agree with one another and times that we can’t stand each other.  This is exactly what I want from this site, a place where we can talk about these issues in an open forum.

So I look forward to hearing from all of you.  I am not sure how often I will post as I do not want to force an entry my mind is not ready for just because I have made a commitment to the calendar.  For those of you that already know me, I could write on an entire topic and then turn right around that same afternoon and start fresh again.  I will promise this however, for the time being, it is safe to assume that you will see one blog per week.  If you see more, consider it a bonus.

There is one more thing that we need to cover before we get underway… Although I would not consider myself prudish, I do have a couple of rules that may seem that way.  First and foremost, this blog is open to many people, so I am asking you to keep a lid on your language and your innuendos (this may be difficult when we start talking about “sext”ing, but we will burn that bridge later).  The second rule is that there may be sometimes where we disagree with one another, but I am asking that we foster an environment of mutual respect.  I will be as honest and candid as I can be, but there are simply going to be times that I contradict myself or say something that you may totally disagree with.  The final rule that I have (I promise) is that I do not care where you stand on any political issue.  Whether you are a democratic or a republican, have green, red or purple skin, or are married or not has no bearing on your texting abilities or opinions.

So my friends welcome…happy blogging…happy texting and I look forward to getting to know each and every one of you.