In one of my rare comments, Bone of "If You Only Read ONE BLOG This Year..." was kind enough to point out a typo I had in my sidebar preventing people from getting to my Twitter profile. How he figured out what the typo was specifically I don't know, but I'm glad he did. (And if you've never read his blog, you definitely should check it out, it never disappoints. Do not let the fact that he is a Cowboys fan deter you. If I could get past it, so can you.)
My first thought after fixing the error was to wonder how many witty, interesting things which I had tweeted had people missed out on? Surely there were many. Turns out after reviewing my history, not so much. Now I've only got 195 updates, not nearly as many as others, but still I was a bit disappointed in myself.
The brief, very edited highlights of my tweeting which you may have missed:
@kwerb Think we are finally done hearing about how we booed McNabb at the draft? Me neither.
"Experts say that although every spin is random, over time, the casino is the winner" Gee, really?
Based on the behavior of the bunnies in my neighborhood, it's clear that they've focused on quantity over quality.
Summer concerts, part 2: Wilco, in Portland, in July. With hens.
If it takes 7 consecutive tweets to make your point, please just make it a blog post instead. Thank you.
Ahh, yoga. I've missed you. Wii Fit just can't match the real thing.
Saw probably the worst movie ever made the other day: Sargent Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band. Stars Frampton & the Bee Gees. Just awful.
AP Headline: "Hugh Jackman visit to Mexico City canceled on swine flu concerns." This is big news?
Me to 10 yr old & friend: No, you may not run through the sprinkler, it's April. Yes, you may wash my car wearing your bathing suits.
Your, You're. They are two different words, people. I don't care if you only have 140 characters.
When you need a scarf, gloves, and a blanket, it's too cold for baseball. Minor league baseball, anyway.
Shopping list: margarita mix, limes, and butter. Only a few more hours until the lobster arrives.
Can't get this song out of my head today. Jenny Lewis & Elvis http://tinyurl.com/6998dm
Is April Fool's over yet? Enough already.
You'll never win the NCAA pool you pick with your heart. Pitt, you've done it to me again.
Not exactly "springing" forward. More like crawling.
Recovering from hooping class, where you are not allowed to say "I can't."
Trying to fix the oven. Making a 3rd dog out of the amount of dog hair that was under the stove.
It's a good thing I learned to drive in Pittsburgh. People here don't have a clue what real winter driving is like.
That's my "Best of" for Twitter. Go on, click over and follow me. It'll get better, I swear.
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