If you don't really understand the thing about Twitter, here you go: http://reason.com/archives/2009/11/14/the-case-against-twitter. I feel better after reading it, or at least a little vindicated for not participating in the craze. Like the author, I just haven't figured why (outside of this blog) anyone gives a shit that I'm currently at the grocery store stocking up on flavored Trojans and Hatch chiles. I don't care that other people tweet but I just don't see why I should.
In other news, attended the UT/Baylor "game" on Saturday. Actually, it was sort of like watching the Wehrmacht roll through France. By the end, Baylor players and fans were trying to flag down fishing boats off Calais. Texas' defense is especially impressive to watch: big, fast, and well coached. The assumption by a lot of people is that the Horns will be in the national championship game and they'll be facing either Florida or Alabama and neither one of those teams will be able to generate enough points to beat Texas. I think that may be a sound point of view on paper but too many things can happen between now and then to really know. For one, the huge gap between the last game and the title game often changes things--timing, chemistry, etc. can go awry. Players can get suspended for shooting at passing cars, arrested for accosting Pi Phis, or banged up while drag racing--anything can happen. Don't count your chickens.
Mrs. Bulba was on a pout yesterday over me playing too much golf, so I cut it short after nine holes and met her for a movie; the marginally entertaining "Pirate Radio." A few good performances, great music, but an otherwise dim story of how fun loving peace and music types were done in by the evil forces of serious conservative men who wear suits and don't laugh. Essentially, if you're sixteen years old or your emotional development stopped at that age (apparentlty many in the theater were so afflicted) then you'll like the movie. Do yourself a favor and buy the soundtrack, instead.
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How about I don't click on the link and keep true to my goal of someday being the only living person on this earth never to have "tweeted", read a "tweet", or even have a clue on just what the fuck one is...
I think that tweeting is important if you're a member of Congress or some half ass out in LA. Otherwise, if you're somewhat rationally grounded, it's not for you. Is that a help?
It's a very tricky maneuver to pull off correctly, but try pointing out that you must play golf frequently to justify the membership fee. If she catches on, quickly change the subject by pointing out that there is a sale somewhere she should go take advantage of. You're getting screwed in the end either way.
She's sort of a cynic by now, so nothing works. Even though they may proclaim differently, women generally don't like it when you're having fun and they're not. They'll tolerate it up to a certain point (which they've established in their minds)but after that, you're hitting thin ice. I'm pushing twenty five years of marriage, so I speak from some experience.
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