My Twitter: A Retrospective

Picture of Twitter for Windows 8

After taking a look at @SilverSonic having a conniption over reviewing his early tweets, I decided out of morbid curiosity (and a rainstorm overhead) to read some of mine. Unlike most people I know with Twitter accounts, I didn’t use mine all that much for the first year, mainly because I only was able to use the web interface. At one point I actually didn’t bother with it much for six months. After that, I got the text interface working I started posting at least 1 tweet monthly.

Probably some of the most memorable shit on my Twitter was

• The rise and fall of the old URL shortener
• My tweets from back when I worked at Walmart (not my finest moment)
• My lack of tweets around the time my stepfather passed away in 2009 and my mom’s subsequent battle with breast cancer
• The first tweets of Summer of Sonic, back before Truman Brewery became home of RinseFM.

Through it all, I could find three major point when I really picked up tweeting:

• When I first discovered the text Short code at 40404
• When I got my first smartphone (Looking back, I wonder what I ever saw in BlackBerry) with Twitter app capability.
• When I really got acquainted with the guys over at this place, especially Nemain the Incomparable.

Looking back, there are moments when I tweeted something that now I can see look very childish, boorish, or even borderline bigoted. Fortunately, almost all of those tweets (including all the borderline bigoted ones), are all replies without any context, leaving me to assume that I was right and the other party was fucked up.

This is probably not the case at all, but I still like to believe the better angels of my nature telling me this.

On the new Spiral Knights Battle Sprites choice

Spiral Knights

To be honest, I’m having a hard time deciding to go though with my likely choice of battle sprite in the new Spiral Knights update. While my likely pick for one seems to be the most popular choice, I really don’t like making decisions where I’m locked into a given choice. It just feels… constraining, I guess would be the word…

Okay, rant over children. Time to go back to class.