Like you (well, maybe not you, but certainly you, and you, and that guy knows what I'm talking about), I am addicted to Twitter. I'm not sure why, as there's really nothing particularly ball-grabbing about "I just got my sandwich, and they gave me SEEDED rye when I asked for seedless? WTF?" or "fuck, that wasn't vodka I just drank, it was the chloroform that I store in a discarded vodka bottle if you're reading this please callempsrn#%)nn". So I've decided to roll with the fun and post nothing but random weird nonsense (along with the obligatory "New DadCentric Post!" tweets, because I gotta). Twitter will be my lonely, flea-infested, basic-cable-only timeshare in the low-rent section of the vast wasteland that some call the Internets.