This twittering is addictive. It’s like there’s a party going on with all the cool people hanging out and chatting… except I’m invited and I don’t stand quietly in the corner. Anyway, I’ve added my last three tweets to the sidebar so you can better admire my awesomeness. Also, for those already following me on Twitter, you should now get post updates there because I still need people to come to this site to make that sweet blog money (about half of which goes to the government!).
I’m glad you’re liking it! See, all you doubters, Twitter IS fun!
I started a twitter account just so I could easily follow all my favorite bloggers… then I forgot the password.
Sure, you start off with just a little innocent tweeting. Then it happens; you have to make the jump to the harder stuff. Before you know it you will be on Facebook and MySpace trying to get billions and billions of friends. You will be a total friend whore, a shell of the man you used to be. It will be sad and your ancestors will hang their heads in shame.
Hey, having ADHD and Turret’s Syndrome at once is fun too, and can produce similar results. But I’m not likely to pay attention to that, either.
So, um… blogs are outdated like old-fashioned e-mail now?
I do hereby vow that I will be THE LAST MAN ON EARTH to twitter, tweet, twinkle, twiddle or twanything else. Note to web developers: If the name of your new service makes people think of Boy George, then you’re doing it wrong.
Twitter is people talking about themselves, who could actually be doing something worthy of comment…if they weren’t, instead, spending their time Twittering.
If I had twitter I would only “tweet” when I had done something really boring and plain, like going to get the mail or putting on shoes, or bodily functions, like defecating or yawning.
I can see it now: “Just wiped with Charmin, boy my rear has never been so clean”