The Very Essence Of Electronic Thought Conveyance, At Its Most Basic, Purest, And Most Retarded Level

The Very Essence Of Electronic Thought Conveyance, At Its Most Basic, Purest, And Most Retarded Level

Heard of Twitter yet? I just discovered it myself this past Friday. My friend who turned me onto it described it best with: “You just post on it, like what you’re doing… it’s even more instantly gratifying than a blog.”

And indeed it is. When I brought it up with others, those that knew about it already mentioned how completely pointless is. And for those who were unaware of it, I explained how it works, and they came to the same exact conclusion. Truth is, both camps are totally spot on.

So how does it work exactly? You just write about whatever is going on or is in your mind at that moment (or at least are supposed to) and that’s pretty much. It truly is like blogging, but the most basic level. You also have a 140 character limit, which means you have to keep it short and sweet.

I’ve been using it all weekend and really dig it. But to take complete advantage of it’s brilliance, Twitter needs to be used with a mobile phone. Since that’s the whole point… to give updates of stuff happening, whenever and wherever you might be. Though one will absolutely needed a plan in which they aren’t counting text messages (which I have), otherwise it’s going to be a burden. It also helps to only have a few people in your circle. At this point, I’m only getting updates to three other people, and I couldn’t imagine going too much higher than that.

Again, the whole point is to keep things nice and light. At a certain point, you begin to send random messages out, to hopefully illicit a laugh or a “wtf” among your friends. Been using it for about four days now, and it still hasn’t gotten old. But the week is young. Anyway, here are a few of the favorite nuggets of truth/gold from my friends thus far…

“Canned soups always advertise “MORE MEAT” as a big selling point, but the meat that comes in canned soups is TERRIBLE.”

“When I was 12 I begged my mom for a microscope and when I finally got one, I pretty much only used it to look at my boogers, pubes, & spit.”

“I had kind of a lousy week, but at least Yahoo! News didn’t announce that I gave an ex-girlfriend herpes. Tough break, actor Esai Morales!”