In recent times there has been a whole lot of talk about Twitter. A few of my friends are into it and I never really dug the idea. Why? Well, I misunderstood it. I always thought that in order to tweet one had to be at a computer. That is unless they had a $300,000,000,000 contract with Verizon to use one of those fancy phones that connect to the Internet. I don't have one of those so the fun and impromptu "from the field" reporting that is Twitter was meaningless to me.
I found out that it is actually a primitive system. Basically, you use text messages. Who woulda' thought? Still, that's not enough for me to spend three or four minutes making an account. I need a real motive. Something that makes me stand up on my desk, raise my fists in the air and scream to the gods above: "IT IS TIME! I MUST MAKE A TWITTER ACCOUNT"
It took a while for me to feel that. Then, it happened.
I decided to test how legit of a website "twitter" really was by searching the one thing that is most important to me:
The results were a complete disaster:
It was time for a change. Time to solve this fucking problem the only way I know how: making a twitter account and talking all about myself.
Enjoy.
2 comments:
why don't you try using different search words like they prescribed you to?
Another decision made in true Kevin Gannon fashion.
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