I finally caved in to the peer pressure.
I joined Twitter.
And I follow Henry Rollins.
Mostly because I am dying to know what on Earth Henry Rollins would twitter about.
Holy shit. I just used the words “Henry Rollins” and “twitter” in the same sentence. I can honestly say I never thought that would happen.
Anyway, feel free to come and follow me. I’m guessing it will be a lot like here but with less pictures. Lumpyhead’s Mom wanted to know if it was just a place where she could find out if I was drinking beer or on the can (her words, not mine). I told her I would report back after I figured it out.
How would you describe Twitter?
I used to have a blog called “255 Characters or Less” (and yes, I know it should be “fewer”; the “less” version is what my old pager used to shout at me). It was for posts that could fit within a pager message, and it was inspired by a bunch of messages Al and I sent to each other via pager when we first met. Twitter, for me, is a cross between that blog, IM, and a news feed (because my buds are always alerting me to sales at online shops, and because I follow NPR), only the limit is 140 characters, not 255.
What could Henry Friggin’ Rollins possibly Twitter about?
Henry’s been pretty quiet lately, but I still wait patiently for those little tweets of his. Any friend of QofS is a good egg in my book. Welcome to Twitter!
Oh and as to what you can expect? This morning I was greeted by tweets ranging from a description of a truly horrendous burp and football game gloating. Yeah. I’m easy to please.
Henry Rollins. I saw him open once, I can’t remember who he opened for.
It is a little shocking to see Twitter and Henry Rollins in the same sentence.
Henry Rollins TWITTERS?!
Now I have to figure out how to use the stupid thing.
Apparently I broke Twitter cause the page won’t load.
Stupidly addicting. That’s how I describe Twitter. Defies logic. That’s one too.
But I love that you gave into peer pressure and joined. Henry Rollins, if I remember correctly, wasn’t all that exciting to follow. I think I dumped him. Yeah, that’s one thing I thought I’d never say – I dumped Henry Rollins.
And? What is Henry Rollins Twittering about?
What the crap is Twitter? I remember hearing about it faintly. I’m gonna have to go look this up, aren’t I?
Resistance is futile.
Prepare to be assimilated.
I just like to say random shit on twitter.
For grins.
I love twitter with big red hearts. I use it as an outlet for all those bizarre thoughts in my head that I have in the car and I always forget to tell someone about when I get where I’m going.
My brain thinks in 140 characters or less. This must explain the lack of content on my blog.
i’m so addicted to twitter i seem to not blog anymore.
Hey Taste Like Crazy, I broke my Twitter too. Oh, no wait…it was my coccyx.
only feeling slightly guilty.
we’ll talk about utterz next. but you’re not ready yet.
yoda I am
Twitter is the instant messenger of bloggers. As I trudge through my day I either think hmmm…i should Twitter that or I should blog that…depending on the length of the topic of the moment. If I can say it in 140 characters or less…Twitter wins.
I’m still fighting the urge to join the twittering masses.
Suffice it to say, I’m all not all atwitter about twitter.