Twitterlicious

Twitter continues to fascinate. There’s so much wrong with this app—the interface, the documentation, the usability—and yet somehow it exerts a strange hold over all who come in contact with it… for now, anyway.

The site offers a nice feature in the shape of “favorites” (sic), those extra special gems that you’ve plucked from the ebb and flow of Twittery chatter. Here are some of mine:

Kitta: having my legs waxed, trying to explain Twitter and why I just got 4 SMS’s to her, I think she thinks i’m either a drug dealer or a secret agent

Relly: wonders if her husband would fancy her even more with a bargain star tattooed to her butt and a permenant reflection in front of her boobs.

Dunstan: Mmm-mmm, I am now baby-wipe clean… boy I hope they fix my shower soon.

Pete: just took the phone away from the chickens - he’s had enough of the crank calls they keep making…

Anton: thinks of how cool a zeppelin on a monorail would look.

Craig: I sometimes fear that the pinhole iSight built into my MBP is secretly recording me when I pick my nose. Is it just me?

And possibly my favourite so far:

Glenda: On AIM Mobile you can now “snowball a friend.” Oh, REALLY now?

Have you published a response to this? :

Previously on this day

19 years ago I wrote Yonder on the horizon

On the flight back from Barcelona, iPod earbuds bouncing the warm sounds of My Morning Jacket against my eardrums, I attempted to relax and read The Player Of Games. Ironically, two people sitting in front of me were real-life players of a game. Specifica

22 years ago I wrote Xmess

It’s that time of year again when everywhere I look, I see the abbreviation "Xmas".

22 years ago I wrote Google

Steven Levy has written a great article outlining the history of Google and how it has come to dominate life on- and offline.

22 years ago I wrote She Haw

Went to see She Haw. They were great.

23 years ago I wrote The James Bond Villain Personality Test

Apparently, I’m Francisco Scaramanga.