Twitter-dee and Twitter-dum

I am now on the twitter. I’m not sure how I feel about this. It’s almost like the online equivalent to standing on the corner waiting for somebody to honk, if ya know what I mean.

I did see some familiar faces, so I followed them. Oh, yes. You thought you were safe out there in twitter-land, but you were wrong. The Gringa goes where she wants to go.

Stop by sometime and say hi. Or shout, or whatever it is we do on twitter.

It’s possible I have no idea what I’m doing…

Man, I’m old.


22 thoughts on “Twitter-dee and Twitter-dum

    • I am already so confused. I’m going to have to ask my son to teach me, and then the little jerk is going to GLOAT. I just know it.

      Ah, well. Serves me right for torturing him the way I did.


  1. I also do the Twittery thing, well I have an account anyway.
    I sort of just let it do whatever it does. I really must try to learn how to drive it 🙂


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