I'm trying Twittering. Just signed up and already Corey Mesler has found me. How is that possible?
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Harry Potter: We have something worth fighting for, something that Voldemort doesn't have.
N, age 12, under his breath: Girls.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
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I confess: I am on twitter and don't understand what I am supposed to do there. I only respond whenever I get an email saying someone is "following me," a phrase that feeds into my paranoia. And I never get anything else from the site. I don't know what my updates do since no one ever responds to them.
ReplyDeleteThis is not to say that I am not magic for I am.
Corey
Hah! Following, yes! I knew it. It's a de Chirico thing.
ReplyDeleteYes, I am as well. My children noticed that right away.
I haven't tried twitter, Marly. I figure I already can't keep up with enough things.
ReplyDeleteI love the twittering of birds but have not started because it confuses me.
ReplyDeleteAnd is too brief.
But just about everyone I know is suddenly signing on, very strange.
Oh, if everybody is signing on, it is no doubt too late. But I'm going to try it for a week and see. Curiosity.
ReplyDeleteRobinka,
I am so far behind that I may as well shrug and do what I like. Except for the top thirty things on the To Do list. Those must be done.
jarvenpa,
Yes, I like that twittering too. We've had lots of orioles this year. And a nest over the front door--abandoned because of too much banging of the outer door by children. But jolly to see nevertheless.
Sounds lovely, Marly.
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