Dancing in Bugtown

[greygirlbeast]

Choice comments to recent entries. First, regarding the accelerating acceleration of life at the dawn of the Twenty First Century lady_tigerfish writes:

You just can't Tweet Big Thoughts; they take more than 140 characters. I resent any format that demands my thoughts be small.

- and also -

Making the time--for anything--seems to be a thing of the past.

Comments

[sovay]

plus part one of "The Lost Language of Mollusca and Crustacea" (with a great Vince Locke illustration)

Which is absolutely terrific.

Tweating

[highway_west]

I like reading twitter for the links. That might seem a bit silly, but it is a way to follow a lot of interesting people and see what they are reading and finding interesting. Otherwise, I'd miss things. I've found a number of books, articles, and television shows this way.

[cucumberseed]

Nearly everyone I know describes themselves as lazy, but as far as I can tell, "laziness" seems to translate to nothing more than "not spending every waking hour doing something."

I worked in a fury, but I have nothing accomplished to show, just some progress on some fronts, and no progress despite effort on others. Toil is a good psychological defense against others, but not the self. I will finish a poetry review (maybe two) today, do a little game design, do my day job work and exercise and make an epic birthday dinner for darkpaisley, but if I cannot fit in some work accomplished on at least one fiction project, I am lazy.

And so, the prescribed benzos and the blood pressure meds...

[foshokku]

Twitter is, in a nutshell, a internet-sized megaphone. You shout something, hoping to catch someone's attention, and, when you do, you bring them closer and start chatting in normal voice about what you really mean. That's why it's so full of links, of retweets and mentions. You hop in the stream of information and pray your bait is attractive enough for someone, pulling them out of that river and throwing them into your personal lake of thoughts