Thursday, 2 July 2009

The lure of Twatter

You will have noticed that my blogging rate has diminished somewhat since I became a twat. I find that I can comment on things very easily and get near-instant response to my comments. The interactivity is really addictive.

Twatter doesn't lend itself to any kind of depth, but it is also a lot easier to make a glib remark that encapsulates your feelings so that you can write the issue off mentally and move on to the next thing. This is really bad for blogging.

I'm going to have to rethink my blogging / twatting habits, I think, because I feel like I'm letting my blog down. As with most things, I guess it's just a matter of self-discipline.


SaltedSlug said...

You're letting your fans down, letting your blog down and more importantly, you're letting yourself down. People like you sicken me.

Actually, I'm neglecting both the blog and the twatter; fuck you lot, it's hot.

Obnoxio The Clown said...

Perhaps if you had more fans, you wouldn't feel the heat so much. >:o)

SaltedSlug said...

Burned by the double meaning retort over here.

It's true, inside I'm crying.

wv: simmer - dude, spooky

Anonymous said...

Obo, twat away dear boy! Blogging is voluntary. Life is short and the grave long.

Mr Slug, if you hadn't sold your shell at the bottom of the market (i.e. 50 million years ago) you'd have somewhere cool to hide.

SaltedSlug said...

Binning the shell seemed like such a good idea at the time.

Somehow this is Gordon's fault.

Anonymous said...

Closing down... Bit like the Small dot we used to see on the Tv near midnight?

Salted Crisps said...

Wtach out for de Saltz