I love Twitter but that little blue bird better back the fuck off.
Remember when MTV came on the air in the 1981? Back when they actually played music videos? For most of you, probably not. I had just turned 11 and I thought it was magical. The first song played was the Buggles' "Video Killed the Radio Star"... Seriously, I was about ready to write my own anthem... "Twitter Killed the Twitarded Blog".
But I digress.
Now that I see that you all haven't gone anywhere and you are still here and you are still reading and you just don't have the time to comment, it really gave me such a warm fuzzy feeling in my belly that I haven't had in quite a while. You'd be surprised how motivating comments can be. It makes us strive to be better, to write funny shit (although I seem to be failing tonight), and to tell you stories. Whether it be Twilight-related or poop-related, we want to share (for better or for worse!). I write for a baseball blog that doesn't get any comments save for the co-writers and frankly, it depresses the shit out of me.
Funny, this is exactly what I pictured warm fuzzies to look like. I haz some.
My warm fuzzies were almost the cause of a serious case of stalking another Twilight fan this afternoon on my way home from work. This isn't the first time I've seen this particular fellow commuter...
I was behind a car with several Twilight-related stickers on the back -- "Dazzled", "Be Safe" (of course), and "La Tua Cantante". It made me smile. And then it made me wonder. Was this a reader of Twitarded? Is this you? Do you drive a gray Ford Taurus with aforementioned stickers? I was thisclose to hopping out of my car at the stop sign and banging on your window. But I thought that might be weird. Or scary. And I know there are lots of Mainers who carry weapons in the car. And we normally shoot first, and ask questions later, ifyouknowwhatImean. I didn't really need my face shot off today.
So I've decided to be prepared the next time. When I approach a strange car with evidence of a Twilight fan on board, I shall approach slowly while holding the following sign in my outstretched hands. Hopefully it will be seen as a sign of peace, love and Edward Cullen.
Has this happened to you too? Did you act on your impulse to track that person down and declare them your new best friend? Have you ever sidled up to someone at the Twilighty shelf in Target and mumbled "Twitarded" under your breath just to see if you get a flash of recognition? If you need to borrow my sign, go ahead. Or we could make buttons!!