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Kik Messenger allows you to get in touch with iBLASTinside aka Mark Bentson

Kik it with iBLASTinside

“My e-mail didn’t get your attachment. Could you text it to me?”

“Your text didn’t come through. Could you e-mail it to me?”

“My computer crashed. I don’t have any pics.”

“My pics are all on my computer at home.”

“What’s your phone number. I promise I’m not a stalker.”

“Too many people steal my pics and use them so I don’t send any.”

“Do you use Yahoo (or AOL or MSN) messenger?”

By now, I’ve heard a lot of excuses. Short of sending your e-mail address or cell phone number, you’re kind of stuck. Moreover, today’s world has radically changed. I actually like chatting with folks, saying hi, hearing from some readers and learning a little more.

I discovered Kik. It’s a cross-platform text messaging application that doesn’t require you send anyone you cell phone number or your e-mail or any strange 1H2Y89837G!% identification string.

Simply enough, you can message me on Kik at iBLASTinside.

Kik is quick and works simply, just like your text messenger. Oh, and you can send pictures. You can even take a quick shot and send it along. I can maintain the privacy of my cell number and even e-mail address if I wanted. It even offers additional apps that allow you to send videos or maps.

I’m a total convert. I’ve been using it for a week and I love it.

Kik works with Apple devices, Android, Windows Mobile, Blackberry and Nokia’s Ovi. Just visit Kik.com Link Opens in a New Window to learn more or search your respective app store to download and install.

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Virtual Words and a Vibration

Virtual Words and a Vibration

Nothing more than the feel of vibration. The notion of an arrival of a text message. Your stomach gets a little knot. Could it be? Is it from?

No. Just a friend checking in.

Returning your iPhone to your pocket, it vibrates once. It’s just an e-mail. You relax. But then you think, it could be an e-mail from him. Naw. He’d text me. Not e-mail.

Still, it bugs the back of your mind until you check it later.

Finally, on a bathroom break, you send the obligatory, “How’s your day going?” message.

Not much communication during the day. Sporadic bursts of intense messages with long delays in between. Then that night-time, battery-draining flurry.

The night-time. That’s what you live for. That’s what you wait for. That’s what you wish for. That’s what you hope won’t stop.

For the day the vibration stops is the day you’re afraid he’s moved on to something more real. Something that’s not virtual. Something that won’t fit into a pocket. Something not cold, metal and plastic and glass.

Something flesh, warm and pliable.

And even then you’re afraid he’ll return to the promise of the other choices that are virtual and vibrational. The things not connected to you.