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[sobriquet42]

The past tense of twittered is twattered.   I'm bored to death of everyone and their momma talking about twitter.   OOH!  Barbara Walters has a twitter account.  Ninny Elisabeth can't stop blathering about it, making every verb/noun/adjective into a tw-erb/tw-oun/tw-adjective.  You know what?  Twuck You Elisabeth

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[merteuil]

So, so tired of Twitter. If you have something worth publishing to the world, save it, decide if it's really worth it, and put it in organized sentences and paragraphs a little later.

I know one person who does delicious, artful little twitters. I know many more who do not yet twitter anyway.

[salisbury]

"If you have something worth publishing to the world, save it, decide if it's really worth it, and put it in organized sentences and paragraphs a little later."

Why waste time with poetry when you can write a novel?

Not a perfect comparison, but the problem isn't the medium so much as the fact that it can be poorly used.

[merteuil]

No, not a perfect analogy. If people considered their twitters like they'd consider short poems, i.e. capturing an interesting idea or image vividly in a spare form, I wouldn't feel so...beleaguered by fragments of daily inanity.

[merteuil]

I do like cleanskies's twitters, for one. Public examples:

11:45 Black toy rat in a red duffel coat in a first floor window, looking away, like set dressing for a japanese horror movie. Crows flirt, fight.

08:19 No snow day for us; the sky is high, pale, cold, brittle and absolutely clear, sunrise lighting contrail scratches pink, gold, then white.

16:35 Just read "locations" as "lolcations". Now imagining a small kitten on a map saying "oh hai i is here". Must find out if it exists already!

11:18 Few things are more cheering than a Highland Terrier doing his morning walkies in a tartan dog coat, bright against fresh snow.

[salisbury]

There is a lot of shitty poetry out there.