Thursday, December 19, 2013
To tweet
To tweet, or not to tweet--that is the question: whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous blogging, or to take arms against a sea of words, and by limiting them to 140, to sleep some more--and by sleep to say we end the headache, and the thousand natural shocks that writer's block is heir to. 'Tis a cosummation devoutly to be wished. To sleep--to sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub, for in that sleep what dreams may come of complete paragraphs, full punctuation, and proper grammar, must give us pause.
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6 comments:
Must be a bad day for blogging, huh? Oh well, better luck after the weekend.
No more wine for you.
7:23 and 7:37,
What can I say? I'm going to try it for a while. I really don't have much to say that fits in 140 characters, but we shall see. Don't expect much, and you won't be disappointed.
Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player who tweets and blogs his weary hour upon the stage and is heard no more...
NO tweeter words have been said!
You could tweet every time that yet another assault happens at 14th & O - but your fingers might get tired:
CENTER A 078 ASSAULT 0117 2-20-2013 1400 BLOCK O ST B3-116747
UNKNOWN HIT VIC ONE TIME IN HEAD W/CLOSED FIST AS WALKED OUT OF BAR
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