Twitter is dumb.

Twitter is for writing in 140 characters, and is meant as a blog replacement. It has since found itself as a blog replacement. This isn’t all bad, but I think I’ve finally found a use for it myself.

It’s a place where I can:

1. Comment on what others have twat
2. Tell everyone (including brick walls) what I’m doing
3. Hair-brained napkin-outlines for future blog posts

I think that last one is more useful to me personally than anything else I can conjure up. Granted, I’ve only been twittering for a short time now, but if ever I’m stumped for what to write about, I can just dive into my twit queue and see how I should elaborate on what I’ve twat.

It shall be a public white-board for all to see and none to edit. It will be like a blog post preview if you’re a follower.

There are a couple things in the queue right now that are brief due to the 140 character limit, not because that’s all there is to say, so hopefully this will work out.

Every now and again, changes occur around here. Most notably, I’ve changed the order of the sidebar and added another widget: Twitter.

Yes, yes, I’ve finally joined in the crapfest that is Twitter. I think it’s more than a little stupid, but so many people are on it including those I know personally.

Back in November, I spoke with Bobby about this

Bobby: oh, do you twitter?
Steneub: no no… no faggoty micro-blogs. That’s what YOU’re for, so I can just dump whatever I’m thinking on YOU rather than the rest of the world
Steneub: and I also already have a big-boy blog
Bobby: haha
Bobby: you mean old like the dinosaur blog
Bobby: twitter is the new hotness
Steneub: you’re just jealous ’cause you can’t afford a REAL webpage

See! I hated it before I succumbed, I swear! It was true though about me dumping on Bobby whatever popped into my head. I would simply message him the biggest non-sequiturs and the best paet is he would roll with it most of the time.

Now I have all of you to dump on! Muahaha!

I, uh… kinda exploded for awhile. I think I’ve duct taped all the pieces together. Regular weekday updates forthcoming.

No, Mom. I didn’t really explode.

Gahh! No time for any real content. Two tests next week, the game design bug has bitten me hard, now I have work, and oh my god oh my god oh my god.

In semi-real news, celebreality on VH1 blows donkey balls. “Real Chance of Love?” Gross.

In REAL news, I’m an early voter. McCain? Obama? Nope! Libertarian party, suckas!

LATE

I’ve mentioned this before, but I write almost all of my posts ahead of time and they post on an automatic schedule, once a day every weekday. It takes advantage of downtime at work and the times I can’t otherwise be at a computer.

Sometimes it’s hard coming up with things to write about. Sometimes life is boring and doesn’t change much. The routine is the routine, and nothing notable or new comes around. I could talk about the economy, politics, or whatever else is in the news, but that’s kind of blah. That involves me broadening my horizons.

Steve at my old job used to call me a knowledge-miser, hoarding knowledge for no purpose other than to simply know. I suppose that’s mostly true, but now that I think about it a bit harder, it’s more specialized than that. I prefer to deepen the knowledge in fields that I already know about, or, rather, interested in. That sounds silly now that I’ve stated it though, that’s straight-up preference. I’m not interested in what I’m not interested in. Big shocker there.

So when there’s nothing to write about, I can always ramble!