Rehashing The TweetStream | The Cunting Linguist

I’m caught in the emotional hangover of a shitty weekend. Still haven’t heard back if my walllet’s at someone’s place, need to act anyhow. #
KFC’s new Double Down sandwich uses fried chicken unstead of bread: Estimated 2000 calories–3 times combined fat/cal/sodium of Big Mac. #
But the “sandwich” is only being offered in Rhode Island and Nebraska right now. Let’s hope the test market fails and people are smarter. #

Here’s the KFC “Double Down” news story. I feel like puking just reading the thing. http://bit.ly/w3aOe #
I should stop planning big dinner parties. The last time I had one planned, I blew out my back. This time, I lose my wallet. Hmph. #
I think everyone who’s ever sent a text message WHILE driving should be forced to watch this. http://gawker.com/5343998 #psa #texting #
Why not to watch Food Network when you’re grumpy: You’ll end up making a bacon-tomato sandwich for breakfast. #
You may call it emotional eating, but I call it therapeutic. When life hands you lemons, make bacon. http://twitpic.com/f46m0 #
But the other part of my “therapy” plan today is taking my bicycle, so my 15km cycling trip will kill my bacon sandwich. 🙂 #
ARGH. Of COURSE my local branch of my bank isn’t open Mondays. #
Hey, I’m on HOLD for the Visa person. Why are you trying to sell me more Visas while I’m on hold? Credit crisis? What credit crisis? #
Dear service providers: When you have me on prolonged hold & listening to ads, I’m far more likely to be a bitchy cunt to your employees. #
My to-do list: 1) Forget about lost wallet, 2) Cycle for work, 3) Find a cute, young Sugar Daddy to take the edge off my weekend. #
Visa’s sneaky. Offered to transfer $$ to my bank account in light of my lost wallet. Without mentioning there’d be cash-advance interest. #
Gotta love a stash of emergency toonies that can get you through the day until the bank opens on Tuesday. 😛 Emergency toonies for the win! #
TOONIES = Our Two-Dollar coins, for followers outside of Canada. When foreign tourists scoff at pockets of change, we go “OH, GAS MONEY.” #
I’m on hold for hopefully the last time this morning. Man, I hate phones! About two hours of it now. I’m 10 mins from sunshine & 2 wheels. #
*facepalm* And now wallet-replacing just gets more complicated! But… all the wheels are in motion. A start. Speaking of wheels, I’m off. #
OMGOMG! so, I open my door & there, hanging on it, IS MY WALLET!! Money & all What WEIRD karma. Anonymous act! http://twitpic.com/f4k1m #
Well, my week is off to a too crunched start thanks to 2 hours spent cancelling stuff needlessly, but I still got a 6-mile wide grin. 😀 #
I see why cabbies at the airport are so choked about the new Canada Line stealing bizness… http://twitpic.com/f4pf2 #
Had to work late, hatched a really complicated commute–scoot in a.m. but ride my bike home, a lift Weds a.m. early, scoot home to appt. #
Mt Baker in the distance from the Canada Line. http://twitpic.com/f6idp #
Having one of those “wow, I’m so proud to live in Marpole” moments, since the scent of the garbage transit station is omnipresent. Yum. #
Ooh. TiVo knew I was going to have a tough day and recorded Ferris Bueller’s Day Off! Like a cinematic blankie, full of comfort & memories. #
Men are wonderful, and my Friday’s looking up. I love anticipating a high-stakes date for a few days. #
Writing a story about a tomato plant and a sex toy. This should be chuckle-worthy. New posting tonight, maybe in the morning. 🙂 #
NEW POSTING on using sex toys when gardening. No, really. http://bit.ly/2NNk7u #
If I may be so bold? Probably the funniest thing I’ve written in a few months. http://bit.ly/2NNk7u #
I can’t get onto Facebook. Claims my account is unavailable. #
“Sex without oral’s like being given a full meal but no cutlery.” #
Some days, I should just KNOW better. #
My Dad’s friggin’ psychoanalyzing me in public on Facebook. THANKS, Dad, but my saying “Monday was a long day” doesn’t need hand-holding. #
You know, I love my dead mom, but dead parents are easier than live ones sometimes. LOL. No more guilt or nagging or… Sigh. #
How do you garden with a vibrator? Discreetly. My comical attempts to grow tomatoes: http://bit.ly/2NNk7u #
Save Ferris. #
Ahahah. I think I’d see it. There’s talk of Robin Williams playing Susan Boyle in a movie. http://bit.ly/5kWRn #
Finishing watching the brilliance of John Hughes and Ferris Bueller before I rush to work. I need the chuckle. 🙂 #
How can spellcheck not know a cultural phenomenon like “Bueller”? It’s impossible to go a week without a Bueller reference somewhere. #
One of these days I should write my own “How would you feel about another year of high school?” threat about skipping classes back then. #
Stupid principals. How would I feel? About the same as this one — I’ll SKIP all the time. There’s a brilliant use of tax dollars. #
Everything I ever needed to learn about life, I learned from Ferris Bueller. Oh… yeah. #
Enjoying the thrill of zipping over to Broadway by the new train on lunch, to knock off a couple errands. Finally, an easier city. #
Wow. It’s kind of a crime that someone as hot as you should be as stupid as you. Opening your mouth was the fatal flaw there, bub. #
.@trishussey Oh, come on, you know the type, right? Body by Atlas, brain by Mattel? in reply to trishussey #
I especially say thanks and smile when boys try hard to hold s door open I know to be an automatic one, cos they’re cute when they try. #
Rule 92B– Invariably, it is always the last line of data you drop into a file that will corrupt everything. #
Vancouver evenings. A short bike ride before I head home; not feeling well, opting for lazy beauty of Sea Wall. http://twitpic.com/fa6m0 #
The sea wall really began as a project for 1986’s Expo, but the new public spaces for the 2010 Olympics wow me. http://twitpic.com/fa988 #
Indeed! RT @joeschmitt: This is how I imagine Twitter as they struggle. I think @smuttysteff will back me up? http://bit.ly/GGhpn in reply to joeschmitt #
More Olympics public spaces under construction, near completion, in Vancouver. http://twitpic.com/fa9xn #
And more. http://twitpic.com/faa99 #
Still more. All these spots are just near the Athlete’s Village. http://twitpic.com/faar5 #
In the interest of climate change, may I suggest a few segments of society that can use some oxygen denial? #
Useful to remember after you’ve turned 35:If you stand in a spot long enough, you WILL eventually remember what you were doing. #
[Of course, you’re over 35 so forget remembering what’s useful to remember; best to just drink now.] #
Having a beer after two full days of captioning TV shows about extravagant wines is oddly, no, profoundly unsatisfying. #
I wonder how Jean-Marc’s gonna feel after he finds out “Are you ready to rumble” is trademarked and he cost the show $10k or so? #SYTYCD #
I’m thinking my Friday date’s off after the email I just sent. Ha! Sometimes it’s best to heed wanker alerts before painting one’s nails. #
Meaning: The dude is emitting signs of being a wanker. I’ve pointed this out. I suspect I’m seeing Inglorious Basterds, not wanker. #
I, for one, support the trending toward the objectification of men in the media. Especially the deshirting of young hotties on SYTYCD. #
These chilly nights make me long to buy slippers, & to make soup. Not necessarily at the same time. Department stores may not appreciate it. #
Ted Kennedy is dead, before he could see his longtime dream of medical for all in his beloved country. Score one for infighting. RIP, Teddy. #
Well, I know *I’m* excited about a 5:30am wakeup call. I’m off to bed. #
PS: If someone could kick Cancer’s ass before I’m up in the morning, it’d be appreciated. I feel like it’s ganging up on us again. #
Insomnia. Joy. #
I hate you, 5:40am wakeups. #
I can’t wait. The next four days, I can sleep in a little bit. FINALLY. Yay! 🙂 Just need to survive today. Wahoo! #
I wonder if the homeless person I saw yesterday with a Whole Foods bag has medical overage. OH, RIGHT, he’s CANADIAN, so yeah. #
Ever have those mornings when it feels like a lobotomy would be an improvement? Yeah. Welcome to mine. #
Once more into the fray, dear friends! If I’m not back in 8 hours, send a lanky SINGLE lifeguard after me. #
Taking a moment to enjoy an empty hood on this gorgeous morning. How many remain? http://twitpic.com/fc016 #
Eating chicken-black bean chipotle wrap I made for lunches, and think it’s officially made the roster of cheap, tasty easy lunches. Mm! #
Snicker. Dakota Fanning as Wonder Woman? RT @hummingbird604: Oh C’MON! Megan Fox as CatWoman? What’s next? Miley Cyrus as BatGirl? #
This is why I got up at 5ish–now I get to bail at only 2:30, go to the bank, 2 appts, and food-shop, and yet get home by 5. Yay. #
I am not a well-adjusted person. I am hoping my chiropractor changes all this. Bend me, crack me, just don’t break me. #
Is that the navel orange’s Russian variety, then? Use spellcheck when making signs, really. http://twitpic.com/fdwum #
RT @Rod_Phillips #yyj I still have 10 bottles left of Costa de Oro for $2/bottle.Please reply or RT to #yyj2buckchuck #
It’s really disconcerting to find a bird’s feather in the home. “Gee, I hope that floated in here.” Crouch down, conduct recon thruout. #
I’m listening for flapping sounds, just in case. Silence is your friend. #
Making a slightly “healthier” version of “bacon and eggs”. [Wink-wink-nudge-nudge] Which is to say a version of Jamie Oliver’s salad. #
What’s for dinner. Ale. Salad with bacon, soft-boiled egg, pecorino, etc. Bread with balsamic reduction/oil. http://twitpic.com/fekwa #
Goddamn it, Edward Kennedy! Your death made me lose the end of my show on TiVo! A man of the people? Shyeah, right! #
The only time the 10sec rule is null/void is when it’s #bacon. Then, if the floor was recently cleaned, it’s INFINIsecond. #
Back to sleeping on the couch. My tummy’s very unhappy tonight. 🙁 #
I lost about 8 followers after this tweet, so maybe it CAN be too soon. 😛 http://twitter.com/smuttysteff/status/3570838934 #
Finally cleaned my dishes up, finished the last of wrap-making after running out of wraps 2 nights ago, cleaned my fridge, uhh, it’s 8:07am. #
Facebook with my father lecturing me and giving me peptalks on”venting” comments IS NOT AS FUN ANYMORE. Stop therapy-ing me, Dad. Jesus. #
Apparently my father, WHO SPAWNED ME, is the only person in the world who doesn’t realize I’m sarcastic and vent by nature. Observant. #
Yum! Chocolate almond milk blended with strawberries & banana & a little flax for health. Real good. Cycling later. Woot. #
Aww! OkCupid bent over & took it from the people who lack humour in the world and change profile viewers from “Stalkers” to “Visitors.” BOO! #
TIP: Trying to psychoanalyse people on Twitter when all you got’s some 140-character offhand comment? Time not well-spent. #
A friend on Facebook reports that her 3-y-o daughter requested a cup of coffee while sitting on the potty this morning. #
Sorry, Twitter, but as one who’s had one too many fuckwits nearly hit her on the roads, I’m THRILLED BC is gonna ban texting & driving. #
Seriously, driving isn’t for multitasking. You’re behind the wheel of something that can take out whole GROUPS of people. FOCUS. #
ALSO, you using-hands-on-cellphone drivers piss me off too. Hands-free, heard of that? The rest of us would appreciate it. #
This rant’s been a preemptive strike. I’m about to go play in urban traffic on my mountain bike in a city with many idiot drivers. Whee! #
Oh noes! It’s the Pressing Conundrum portion of our bike-ride-preparing. WHICH sunglasses shall our fearless rider wear? Stay tuned! #
Translink hard at work. I swear, 2 guys are working, but the other 30 or so exec types are standing & pointing. http://twitpic.com/fgwkk #
Still loving bikefriendly transit allowing me to save cycling energy for OTHER parts of town 40blks uphill away. http://twitpic.com/fgx8q #
There are 7 bikes, 4 strollers, 1 motorized scooter, 2 guitars, at least 10 suitcases on this 1 skytrain. Let’s see the old BLine do that! #
My coworker brought homemade scones with white chocolate, radperries, and macadamia nuts!! Freesnackgasm!! http://twitpic.com/fh30m #
Thesee should be mandatory job interview questions:”Do you bake?”, “Will you share?”, and “How often?” #
Gotta love a guy who brings his own hammock to a public park. http://twitpic.com/fina0 #
Cycling a 15k stretch of the seawall, tacking onto the 7k this morning. Behold, the Burrard Bridge. http://twitpic.com/fiot3 #
And for all the Americans who think Canada’s freezing, here on the West Coast we have palm trees… http://twitpic.com/fipnh #
Foot ferries! One of my fave Van things. #
I’ve almost fallen twice in the last five minutes. It would seem time to stop riding, so I’m on the train now. Tired. 😛 #
Watching me some comedic carnage as I fix up a “mock” Caesar salad (much lower in fat… ‘cept the bacon!). Oh well. 🙂 #
OMG! [coff] {hack} [sputter] Seems I’m unwittingly attempting to set a record for how many peppercorns one can lodge on their tonsils. #
Tomorrow night may have to be Inglorious Basterds night. #
For the 2nd night in a row, I’ve konked out at 9 on the couch. Woke up, stretched a half hour, now back to bed. Rested already, but… 🙂 #
Thinking of taking my bike to work again, cycling around a bit after, and then catching Inglourious Basterds. Hmm. #
Haven’t seen a movie alone in… what, a year? Miss that. #
Ha, fuck #FollowFriday. My followers go DOWN on Friday, without fail. I don’t think anyone gives a shit about #FF recommendations anymore. #
Forgot there was a tweetup tonight. Considering going. But… there’s not a lot of nice Fridays for cycling after work left. #
I’m stunned that they seem to have finally gotten either new eggs suppliers or a better feed program for Superstore’s freerange eggs. TASTY. #
Love in the morning. (Safe for work.) http://twitpic.com/fkxaq #
I can’t believe my story about using a vibrator to get my tomatoes to grow never got a single comment. http://bit.ly/2NNk7u #
Yes, that’s a desperate ploy to get comments. I’ve sunk so low. Look what you’ve reduced me to. Unthinkable. #
Finished writing. It’s likely wise to shower and clear my head before editing, so. Off I go. #
Sometimes, in my post-writing fog of staring dumbly at the computer about what to do next, it’s a wonder I string sentences together. #
New posting: On August’s last weekend and the looming threat of fall, introspection. http://bit.ly/VRipw #
Has taken FAR too long to get my shit together today. Giving up on cycling, walking to the skytrain. 😛 It’s a nice day to walk. #
I blame writing. Always a good scapegoat. #
All the RCMP on trains seems a tad excessive. How warm and fluffy does Canada seem now? http://twitpic.com/fljb6 #
Oh groovy, now the cops are crowding me. OHGODTHEYKNOW. http://twitpic.com/flju7 #
You can have your pimpin’ sports cars. I’ll take the Caddies. And it’s driver. http://twitpic.com/fll5a #
RT @ESETPR: Less than 2 hrs left! @esetpr is giving away a 2nd Sony VAIO laptop w/ ESET antivirus software! RT to win! #esetsecures #
Mere moments from chilling with Inglourious Basterds & popcorn. Very long week, in every conceivable way. TGIF? You got no idea, man. #
Perfect ending of my week: Tarantino taking on Nazi fuckers who deserve the kinda gruesome death the Master of Gratuitous doles out. WHEE! #
Ohmigod, this is the ugliest crowd I’ve ever seen a movie with. Quick, the lights, DIM THEM. #
And, Empire, you have the worst preamble, the worst ads, the worst trivia, the worst voiceovers on movie theatre blurbs out of any chain. #
I’m now watching a PSA “rock video” sung by a white girl. It’s pop-reggae. She’s WHITE and can’t hold a tune. That’s okay, it’s only reggae. #
Can I keep my Canadian passport if I admit that I think Leonard Cohen’s overrated? #
Apparently, front-of-house staff are shocked the trailers haven’t begun when they should’ve 15 min ago. I’m the only person who complained. #
Okay, 2 things. 1. Inglourious Basterds, for the fucking win. 2. Apparently the ugly people go to the 7pm show ‘cos the lobby’s HAWT. #
After a fine movie like that, it’s only appropriate I should visit one of my fave places. http://twitpic.com/fo202 #
If you’re so drunk you walk out of the store without beer you just bought, 1. Good job! 2. You didn’t need it. 3. Your $ management’s shit. #
What would transit be without the asshats who think having a phone conversation loudly in public makes them special? BETTER. #
Raindrops! Well done, weather people! Another accurate forecast. *facepalm* #
That was a fortuitous run-in at the store! I met up with my old friend Shiraz! SWEETIE, it’s been too long! #
Oh, MY. LOVELY wine for $9.99! Hasn’t even breathed yet! YUM. Spanish wines, I love you. Grenache-tempranillo. http://twitpic.com/fo70m #
Know why Spanish wines rock? Because, unlike most countries, they age theirs in the bottle as well, before releasing to market. #
I wish my tummy didn’t hate me. It would seem I’ve reached that unfortunate place in life where my love, popcorn, and I cannot be together. #
That kinda sucks. Oasis is done, over, kaput. Noel Gallagher’s taking his leave. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/8228053.stm #
Of course, I’m likely late to the news. Typical. #
Tivoing the great George Carlin on the Comedy Network because greatness shouldn’t be interrupted with lame ads. #
I’d like Canadians to wade into this debate. Canucks’re being called namby-pamby. http://twitter.com/garethhinchley/status/3620842549 #
Looks like the word on the street is that Snow Leopard wasn’t worth it? #
Today’s day one of the horrible plan to cut back on butter. God help me. #
I am SO HAPPY I cancelled my dinner party tonight. I’ve been fucking exhausted all week. I’d have been a shit host. Whew, close call! #
Watching Fight Club as I slowly tidy up after a messy week, stretch a little. Thinkin’ we interrupt this interruption for FOOD, tho. #
Yay! Clearing up. 😀 Cleaning the place this a.m., paperwork with a friend @ noon, then later I’ll be cycling in Kits. (Coffee, anyone?) #
Crisp up, potatoes. Y’ain’t getting anymore oil. Deal. Appease me. #
Fight Club is why I’ll never leave my clothes at a laundromat without paying The Man to watch ’em for me. #
My iphone wouldn’t sync, restored, and lost THREE DAYS of shit! I’ve been plugging it in daily. #
On hold with Applecare. Joy. #
Getting a new phone. #
“You have two calls ahead of you.” Oh, still? Thanks. #
Sigh. My floors are filthy and I cleaned them two weeks. Hardwood’s lovely, but what a hassle. #
[dancedancedance] #
Stepmom talking about the new place we’ll have Christmas dinner this year. “And they have a TV hooked up to one of them WeeWees to play–” #
In an attempt to get my not-very-good-but-improved spending completely under control, @mr_tits_pervert’s gonna tear apart my $ books now. #
The peasant shops. http://twitpic.com/frqei #
Sausage fail. The chorizo I had planned to use for pasta is all icky freezer-burny. So methinks a simple evening of bruschetta works ducky. #
Bruschetta’s marinating. Time to get into my Spanish reds and lazy clothes. 🙂 #
Ooh. I think I’ll watch a romantic epic, like Out of Africa, and be melodramatically lazy. #
Behold, bruschetta. http://twitpic.com/fs4yt #
What every man could learn from Out of Africa: Let strong women be strong, and let “weak” happen sometimes too. It’s how it works. #
Oh, screw-cap wines, I love you. #
Eating more, then going for a walk, then seeing what wine #2 tastes like. For the win. #
Wine #2, on right, needs to breathe. A promising Shiraz. #1 was tasty as he’ll freshly corked, if young. http://twitpic.com/fsk3r #
iPhone changed hell to he’ll. Lacks a certain drama. #
Ah, post-garlic bliss. You know garlic temporarily lowers your blood pressure and induces relaxation? Sigh. Time for a walk, sun’s sinking. #
Autumn looms. 🙁 #
Autumn looms redux… Leaves are turning all too soon. A-U-G-U-S-T. http://twitpic.com/fspme #
Conundrumic. http://twitpic.com/fsqd4 #
Probably not the most security-conscious way to store your safe. http://twitpic.com/fsr9q #
Sigh. I was appreciating beauty until this. http://twitpic.com/fss93 #
Seriously autumnal. 🙁 http://twitpic.com/fst53 #
I was unfollowed by 2 folk on my walk. Apparently my aghastness at seeing plumber’s crack in my picturesque neighbourhood park is wrong. #
Drunkish. #
I’m a sucker for these big bold epic romances, a la English Patient, and this, Out of Africa, when strong women learn vulnerability. #
Too drunk to talk to my dad but he’s called and leaves for 4-6 wks in the morning. #
All caught up with Pops. I’s a good daughter. Hope he has fun visiting his wife’s family in the American south. #
Television is so much more fulfilling with the internet at our disposal for research when unfamiliar history or terms crop up. LOVE it. #
It’s nice, taking an hour or two break from a brilliant epic like this. I’ve turned Out of Africa into an evening. Loving it. #
“We’ve got another year.”
“God is great, msabu.”
“He’s charging 3%.”
HA!! Still, in 2009, it’d be a generous god. I’m paying 5.25%. #
I prefer last night’s wine that cost 30% less. Funny. #
I thought I was tough’nuff but, 22 minutes from the end of Out of Agrica, I’ve tugged the box of tissue closer. Tears are inevitable. #
•gasp• I’ve never seen this before SIGH. #
Sigh. I’m such a romantic. There’s really no hope for me. Weepy after Out of Africa. #
Zonk. #
[insert staggering to bed here] G’night, world.[looks reproachfully at empty wine bottles] You didn’t NEED to be so good, you know. #
Thinking long and hard about this email I’m about to press “send” on, ditching this guy who’s interested. Shitty timing. #
I should be thrilled a guy’s been texting me daily lately, but it feels all stalkerish. I want light dating, not clinging. Bad timing too. #
Sorry, neighbour! I just cackled very loudly at a sight gag on an old Boston Legal as a glass eye pops out, rolls across a table. #
I’m so glad Bill Shatner lived long enough to play the role of Denny Crane for six years. What a great legacy for him. Long live Kirk. #
CHILL OUT, people. William Shatner is alive, I’m just watching an episode of Boston Legal and appreciating his brilliance. #
One of these days, I need to get a decent head shot taken. Good lord. #
Off for breakfast with @ZoeyJane. Whee! #
REALLY leaving now. #
Standing by a sink while @zoeyjane gets her hair rinsed by a beefy hot gay? man covered in tats. #
Still waiting for brunch because the queen’s hair requires styling. My cookie is sustaining me. Off to Denman soon for cheap eats. #
One day I may get to have breakfast but now the queen requires flat-ironing. This just reinforces how much I prefer short hair. 🙂 #
Oh, eggybacony bliss, wait for me. #
Neither an email nor a text from ClingyMan today, so perhaps I was successful in shooing him away. Yay. #
Now that I’ve bought all my food and hung out and been lazy all afternoon, I wanna cook about as much as I wanna be audited by the feds. #
But there’s no reason to audit me, Feds. I’m broke, not worth your time, and there’s nothing to find here. #
Making a knock-off of Hungarian potato-tomato-peppers casserole but seasoning it the Mexican way. Awesome for sides & brekkies during week. #
That’s a lot of peppers! I’m capitalizing on seasonal stuff and making two recipes dependent on peppers. http://twitpic.com/fx4ns #
One of two dishes is now in the finishing stages; turns out I have caraway seeds so I’ve stuck to a more traditional Hungarian dish. #
Monster vat of Hungarian potato goulash-type thing. Gonna turn it into a frittata at some point as an experiment. http://twitpic.com/fxa4r #
May have to try my Hungarian spuds with Turkish lamb sausage and crusty bread tomorrow. Peasant food rocks. #
Now cooking the caramelized peppers sauce for pasta — almost all peppers, a little onion & garlic, balsamic, basil, & parmesan. New recipe. #
This potato goulash thingie says “simmer 10 mins”. Bullshit! Nearly an hour in, adding more stock, cooking for texture. Recipes aren’t law. #
Best $7 I spent this summer. Water every 2nd day, it’s a gift that keeps giving. My basil forest. http://twitpic.com/fxegq #
I’m about 20 minutes from happy. Pasta. Not something I have often, but… hey hey. #
Simple? Yeah, but time consuming, here’s my unassuming pasta. http://twitpic.com/fxl5p #
Mozilla crashed right as I was finishing my post of my recipe on my Tumblr blog and I lost it all. FUCK it. No recipe for you. Sigh. #
That pasta’s not heavy in the belly at all. Nice for a change. #
OKAY. I finally posted the recipe from tonight — caramelized peppers pasta. http://smuttyeats.tumblr.com/ #
Uh-oh, who broke Twitter? Spamfucks, that’s who, I bet. Or Johnny with the bong in the programming department at Twitter Central. #
If there was a fruit-flies version of Ghostbusters and they had to choose the form of the destructor, they’d be avoiding me, man. I bad! #
Good god! I normally barely hear planes but they’ve changed the flight pattern and jets are screaming past. Happens 1 or 2 times a year. #
Stayed up too late planning my Moroccan feast for @SocialBites. Happy with the new scheme. Ain’t seen nothing yet. #