By now Twitter has filtered through teh intartubes sufficiently that most of us have at least heard of it. For those of you who are thinking, “Hey! She spelled ‘the’ wrong up there!” a quick recap may be in order: Candy bar : fun-size candy bar :: Blogging : Twitter
Chris Livingstone of Not My Desk has decided that each of his updates will take up the entire 140 characters allotted and will end in a cliffhanger.
I am at work. Chatting on IRC. Drinking coffee. Ignoring my workload. Ignoring my cellphone. Looking at the comet that’s COMING RIGHT AT US
Link (via Slumbering Lungfish Dybbuk Hostel and All-Night Boulangerie)
(Incidentally, why are we so eager to know exactly when complete strangers start marinating flank steak that we’re willing to subscribe to their feed? I can tell you right now that if my neighbors came over every 20 minutes and told me what they were doing I’d be filling out the restraining order paperwork.)