The Week’s Twitters (2009-04-18)
2009 April 18
- Has anyone ever looked into why so many mystery writers have Mac- or McDonald as a last or middle name? #
- Knives, headlamps, Snuggies. #
- Missoula District 1 voters, be advised: Nancy Pickhardt sided with the teacher in that video controversy. http://tinyurl.com/ck9vec #
- Small-town pleasures, Saturday errands edition: breakfast at B-way Bagels, 8 stores, no malls, 40 minutes total driving time, done by 12:30. #
- Just invented the word “apocaflicks.” #
- Why didn’t I think of promising $100,000 to fight malaria if 1,000,000 people started following me on Twitter? Oh, well, too late now. #
- Sean Kelly’s sometimes makes me want to be a bartender again. #
- So what is this Twitter thing everyone’s on about? Oh, wait. #
- I was like yeah but like he was all no way. #
- Apparently membrane roofs cannot heal themselves, despite what the name might lead you to think. On the plus side, no veins or throbbing. #
- The sonority of words, not their transforming power. #
- Might go with the membrane roof after all. #
- If only I knew which roofer to believe. #
- So when does the War on Pirates start? #
- Waiting for the roofer before heading off to campus for a day of writing-exam scoring. #
- Do you have to do EVERYTHING your pregnant wife asks you to do? Even buy Les Mis on iTunes? #
- What does it say about me that I’ll eat the heel eventually, just never on the first sandwich I make from a new bag of bread. #
- Just got an intriguing offer on life insurance — from AIG. #
- Not having twins. #
- I love the Mountain 102.5 American Idol contest commercial. #
- One of the hardest things to comprehend about the baby we’re expecting this fall is here is a person who will have no money of its own. #
- Looking for a good roofer in Missoula. #
- Resenting the guy whose stuff is taking up one of the good tables at the Break while he visits friends’ table. Half hour and counting. #
- Decided not to paint the porch creamy beige. #
- If eating hamburgers for breakfast is wrong, I don’t want to be right. #
- Happiness is remembering you already wrote a bang-up conclusion but have been forgetting to include it toward the minimum word count. #
- No sign of the private detective this morning. Case solved? #
Save yourself and throw your hand-held device in the garbage. Then take a long walk in the mountains alone. It will feel very good.
That’s pretty much the plan for the next three months straight. (Although, it’s just a phone. Can’t a guy have a phone?)