I’m at the library for a sec before grabbing lunch and heading home before the Bacchanal tonight, and thought I’d slap on some words I *attempted* to Tumblog last night via my trusty LG cell phone during my bus-ride home from haircut. While my LG VX5500 is my faithful Twitter accomplice and enabler, it’s diesel-powered and it wouldn’t enter more than a paragraph or two on Tumblr. So here goes:

There are so many fun, funny, cool people I don’t follow on Twitter, just because I want to actually *read* much of my tweetstream, and trying to follow a larger number than I do (or as many as I do now, really) makes that impossible. (I wrote a tumblog over a year ago on this). On Twitter, I follow a mixed array of jokers, music tweeters, comedians, fart-joke experts, surrealist nonsense purveyors and general smatasses. I limit my follow-count through no advance algorithm (or is it logarithm?) but just a simple (somewhat unsuccessful) scheme to keep my twitter-time from consuming my entire day, and to allow me to have a sort of mixed-bag sampler twitterfeed of nonsense, newsbites, interesting bidbits, stoopid memes and actual convos. There are some fabulous people whom I’ve met at chshes and look forward very much to seeing and talking to, and whose twitter feeds are witty, interesting, cool, personable and fun — yet whom I, seemingly paradoxically, don’t follow. I visit various people’s twitter pages from time to time, to keep abreast of them (mostly because I like keeping, and saying, ‘a breast’), but don’t follow all. I hope the good people I have met and talked to and hugged at chshes know that my twitter-follow list is limited, a bit haphazard, and NOT a litmus of my attitude toward or opinion of that person’s charm or EVEN, really, their Twitter-charm. I just want to keep my follow-list in the low hundreds. I’ve been hoping to even reduce my following list to 100 or 200, but never have the time to sit at a computer and do that. My rambling point is, my follow-list isn’t a litmus of any judgment or feeling about a person; just an attempt to limit the # of tweets, convos etc that fill my little teeny phone screen as I shirk my duties and postpone eating for 5 hours and all those other lovely Twitter side-effects.

This is WAY less articulate than I’d like, since computer time is almost up and I gotta go home and get, if not beautiful, then at least presentable (I’m thinking naked)… but, anyway, I look forward to seeing the lovely peoples of the Internet tonight.

I’m glad I got my hair cut, so that I can actually *see* you wonderful walking avatars of #chsh. Cheers! Latuh! Love, BeccaPiano