For those of you just desperate to know what inane things I’m thinking, how far I’ve run on any given day, which things written by other people I’ve found amusing, and which randomly remembered songs I’ve found on Spotify, I’m now on Twitter. You can follow me @russellsaunder1, though I wouldn’t necessarily recommend it.
Update: On further contemplation, and after having tweeted a few more times, I have decided to revise the above statement. Indeed, my Twitter feed is a veritable font of erudition heretofore unknown to humankind. Sign up to follow then weep for the lost years, in which my little nuggets of insight were kept only to myself. Beat your breast in sorrow for the intellectual poverty in which you lived until now. Marvel at the empyrean heights of wit, whimsy and wisdom now at your disposal. Note how I am pretty much a sucker for any song that features Kate Pierson on vocals.
In short, for the first time in your pitiful existence, know what it is to be truly alive.
There. Is that better?
Way to sell yourself there, Russ.
Yeah, it reminds me of that old Pepsi campaign slogan:
“Sure, go ahead and buy our s**ty Coke substitute if you want.”
Couldn’t the world use just a little more honesty?
A little, perhaps. A lot tends to get the truth teller in trouble.
I have considered your opinions, and have updated the original post to reflect my recent thoughts.
Much better! I’m probably not going to follow you, but at least I am more likely to consider it now.
Ah, well. If you are content to live to rest of your life interpreting shadows as they flicker on the wall of the cave, it seems I am powerless to stop you.
Now I might follow.
I <3 you Russell.
space awesome
Your humility knows no bounds.
My humility is surpassed only by my skull-shattering awesomeness.
Rose needs to write a post with this title, only it’s a Twitter feed about logic and stuff.
This could be another fun League Game — a day where all posts and comments have to be Twitter-sized and full of cryptic punctuation.