Attack of the Twitterati

Because we can, it looks like Armano and I will both be morphing our blogs into twitter fan blogs. Oh, I love you, twitter. It's only been a couple days, and I can't get you out of my head (or my heart).

Well, maybe that's speaking with some level of exaggeration. Either way, check out my spiffy new friends' timeline in the right sidebar. Now you're not only stuck with my random bullshit ramblings, but all of my new twitter friends' random ramblings, as well.

Don't fear it. You will succumb to the twitterati.

Twitter is Bitter. It's Opposite Rhyming Day!

As you'll probably notice, my threshold for trying new things is about 20 minutes, so I was very proud of myself for staying off twitter. Well, until now. In the right sidebar, you'll be getting regular updates on what you never really wanted to know in the first place, what I'm doing in real time. It'd be fucking awesome if they'd tie in with google calendar so I could track my hours at work with it, too.

So far, I've found Armano, Drew, Brent and Dino on there. Where are you?

As a side note, I found out today that it's a BAD idea to fuck with twitter while driving 70 down a busy highway. I really enjoy pulling 180's, the smell of burnt rubber, and staring down oncoming traffic. And even weirder, I don't think my heart jumped or my breathing changed at all. I think technology is turning me into a robot.