Column: All a-Twitter
I did something earlier this month I'm not very proud of. It's not the first time, I have to admit. Just one example in a long line of them.
I signed up for something called Twitter. It is like the blogs everyone used to keep, but dumbed down. Like, way down. I know. Scary, right?
You have just 140 characters to squeeze in every foolish thought in your head. It is the concentrated orange juice version of the Internet.