By skyforbes 
Hi again, my family, friends, foes, fiends and funky folks!
So, get a drink, (whatever you want), crank up some Fabulous Thunderbirds in the background, and let me tell you about my latest twisted trip down the digital rabbit hole of TikTok. Yep. Yours truly, a classic rock lover and veteran of the analog days, ventured into the swirling vortex of short-form video insanity…and folks, it’s both super dazzling and really downright frightening.
Let’s start with how it all began.
One lazy evening, I figured I’d check out TikTok “just for a few minutes.” I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. I’d heard from friends, colleagues, and even my stock broker that TikTok was the place to “get seen” these days — whether you’re promoting your business, selling your art, or just looking for something (or someone) to laugh at.
Five hours later, bleary-eyed and numb-thumbed, I was still swiping over and over and over, etc, etc.
Because that’s how TikTok works. It’s a machine designed to keep you glued to your screen. Swipe up for the next clip. And the next. And the next. Every new video might be funny, insightful, heartwarming, infuriating, or just plain weird enough to keep you hanging around. (Or it may be an ad to get you…