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Twitter ate my blog

April 29th, 2009

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True story.

Rewind a good month and a bit. My noble and honest attempt at being a more active blogger was violently disrupted by a sudden and somewhat surprising infatuation with Twitter: a byte sized alternative, requiring significantly less thought and investment on my part, and consequently being significantly less fulfilling for you – like McDonald’s instead of wholesome home cooking.

Well it’s time to toss the Big Mac and put the potatoes on ’cause baby I’m home.

(Metaphorically speaking, of course, seeing as I have been home most of the time.)

Twitter is fun. I’m not about to give up Twitter, but it’s more like a side dish. Or an affair. Which means I’m married to my blog…or it’s the main course or something – wait, I’m getting confused. Is there a starter? Dessert?

I like the immediacy of Twitter. I like being able to tweet about seeing the combat system in The Secret World in action, about recording another dramatic soliloquy or using the coffee machine on the sixth floor, and I think it’s great fun to have a public back-and-forth with my fellow twitterers. Also, it’s a hell of a lot easier to keep you guys updated daily in 140 words or less than to commit to another long blog post.

But you know, I’ve really missed this blog. The side dish is tasty, sure, but I’ve missed the main course. (Oh for the love of God here we go again.) Twitter’s ‘mini-blogs’ lack context and substance. They’re sweet and sugary treats, but there’s no meat on that bone, they’re innocent flirts and–

Well. You know what I mean.

So I’m breathing a bit of life back into the blog and yes, absolutely, I expect healthy scepticism and plenty of it – you’ve all been burned before. Proof’s in the pudding (which really puzzles me, why would anyone stick proof into a pudding?). Just don’t go expecting daily updates: that’s what the slim & sexy side is for.

Go on, you know you want to try it. Tell the world about what you’re doing right now.

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  1. June 3rd, 2009 at 22:02 | #1

    Klava :
    @Quna
    internet’s full of online translators of different kinds. i used one to translate my last message and got “Ragnar – LEAVE!”

    Haha! What site was that? It sounds like it’s creators were parts of the Georgian opposition! :D

    Seriously, I know, i’m using such websites myself. there are plenty… But maybe he’d be lazy to check!.. Please… ^-^

  2. June 4th, 2009 at 09:51 | #2

    Google Translate says “Ragnar – OUT!”

  3. June 4th, 2009 at 09:51 | #3

    Oh, and double posting:

    “Yes, he will not! Should it pull out of something. You are seized in one hand, I in another, someone catch the ears and…”

  4. June 4th, 2009 at 13:49 | #4

    @toremygg
    That’s why you must never trust those translators :D

    Klava was saying: “Ragnar, come out!”

    And what I said was:

    “He won’t come out! We have to drag him out somehow. You cling(?) onto his one hand, I – on the other, someone will grasp his ears and…”

    P.S. Did I just translate that by my own will? :D

  5. brianpoetzel
    June 4th, 2009 at 23:16 | #5

    LOL. I like toremygg’s translation better. :-D

  6. June 5th, 2009 at 15:38 | #6

    @brianpoetzel

    Yeah, it has some charm that proper translations will never have :D

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