Wednesday, January 20, 2010

I Amended Twitter



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4 comments:

Bumpo said...

hahaha, i was persuaded to open a twitter account a couple of weeks ago, its bizarre, i dont get it at all

January 22, 2010 3:13 AM
William Keckler said...

Good Morning!

Nearly afternoon for you though, I guess.

If you let me know your name there I'll follow ya.

Just link to cool stuff on your blog.

With the things you make you'll probably have 500 followers in a week.

And you're naturally funny, so...

I think the idea is to be funny in like three or five words though.

Or cryptic.

BE CRYPTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A lot of people are cryptic.

And then other people nod at the cryptic or witty thing.

It's just like blogs except not as much fun.

Some people are pretty funny on there.

The worst ones are those who only do promotions of their own stuff constantly and in a really ironic way that's so transparent.

But most people seem to just be sharing in the spirit of open friendship whatever's going on in their life.

You might like LazicD who is a guy I follow because he links to design stuff.

They banned him once becasue I think they thought he was a bot because he posts fairly constantly, like pages and pages of links.

But then they realized he was human and just in love with all this cool shit he was finding online and wanting to share it.

I try to click on many of his links but after a while I can't keep up...I get visually overloaded.

But he's good.

Well I like all the people who are in my Twitter.

The one guy on my Twitter does great mix cd's on his blog you can download.

In fact that reminds me I want to pilfer from him again.

And I've missed your blog the past few days.

I was off on one of my misery rafts in the middle of the ocean again.

Oh how I love those misery rafts.

Not.

But I think I build em in my sleep.

So I sort of feel obligated to take a little ride on them.

Or something.

January 22, 2010 3:30 AM
Bumpo said...

huh, raft in the middle of the ocean? im always alone on a isolated hill illuminated by a large moon. i sketch it constantly, sometimes im not there, but i think i am the moon, sometimes theres a gallows but i've tried to stop drawing that (it was scaring people)

January 22, 2010 6:38 AM
William Keckler said...

Veddy interesting.

Sounds like past life regression.

Was it mandrake that grew beneath gallows?

I know it was supposed to scream when it was pulled from the earth.

Because it had the shape of a little man.

Or did it grow from mung where people had tossed off in the forest?

I forget these myths.

Maybe you were hung at the gallows in a previous life.

What's the line in The Tempest where one of ths sailors on the ship being tossed upon the stormy seas says of another, not to worry about drowning because his compexion is "perfect gallows?"

Funny guy, that Willie...gives people the willies tho...

Maybe you were the hangman, though.

Nah. I doubt it.

That would really suck.

Or maybe you're just Jack Skellington (sp?).

That image of the hill sounds like that one scene/song in TNBC where he walks down the hill as it curls open like a fern.

I like the song he sings there.

But then I like the whole movie and all the songs.

The music for that is so much better than the other one that followed it...with the wedding and the dead men band and all that...

Oingo Boingo.

Danny Elfman.

I want to play with the keyboard more but my brain is melting.

I stay up too long sometimes.

I forget to sleep and eat lately.

I don't mean at the same time.

That's rather ill-advised.

I would make a healthy cat, but I'm not sure I would make a healthy human being.

All cats are bipolar in the dark.

January 22, 2010 7:47 AM

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