Recently, i grabbed my twitter data, mostly because i could. Reading through it, i kinda remembered how ephemeral it all is. So, again because i can, allow me to indulge myself with what i think are the best tweets i came up with (there aren’t many).
i want to go down to Pier 37 where the “robot” guys are. i’d stand with a big radio remote control and tell folks “Watch when i do this.”
Information wants to be Free! Reason wants one and a half points with a low adjustable percentage rate.
Days like today bring out a certain something in everyone. Usually, it’s the collective intelligence of a Ritz cracker.
For years, scientists and philosophers have wondered what separates us from the lower animals. It’s easy, really. We have microwave popcorn.
Pennies are over rated. Why, if i had a nickle for every penny i had in my bank account…
i have become the marcel marceau of twittering.
What kind of bed time story must Billy Mays read to his kids?
i don’t want to change the world.
That’s a mighty big diaper.
That’s a mighty big diaper.
Hope springs eternal.
Entropy springs randomly.
Entropy springs randomly.
Does a holistic acupuncturist try to make you feel better by putting needles in pets and furniture?
If furniture based cosplay is not a thing, what exactly is an “occasional table”?
Java, write once, run everywhere.
Keep running.
Oh god, it’s catching up. Run faster!
Keep running.
Oh god, it’s catching up. Run faster!
