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So this isn't an actual Smiths lyric, but this bastardised version has been rattling around in my head while thinking about the whole Instagram + Facebook thing over the last week. In trying to figure out how I feel about it I keep returning to a couple of ideas.
In the best-case scenario, a picture is worth a thousand words. More often, at least in my life, it only tells part of the story.
Case in point, the above photo: a bunch of people gathered around a swimming pool. This picture was snapped about two minutes after my friend C declared his ability to swim two and a half lengths of the pool underwater... and about 45 seconds before he failed spectacularly.
But that isn't the whole story.
I didn't?
Okay. Well, it's safe to say I am obsessed with this app and its precious, awesome community. In next to no time, all my base are belong to Instagram. It has stealthily taken apart and re-made my online life in the course of a few weeks. And it's mobile: it's an on-the-go service, not something I have to sit down and use at a desktop - so I AM talking about my *whole* life, much to the chagrin of my wife and child :)
This weekend Instagram passed 3 million users. This is massive because we're talking about 3 million iPhone users only (you can't currently add photos any other way), and in recognition of the total hotness, co-founders Kevin Systrom and Mike Krieger were interviewed by TechCrunch about their plans and what they think Instagram means.
Hint: it's not a mobile photo-sharing service
