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Dave Cullen
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Written for NY Times, W Post, Slate, Salon, Daily Beast. Publisher Twelve (Hachette)
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An expanded paperback edition of my book COLUMBINE came out March 1, 2010. Links to the book and my bio below: http://www.davecullen.com/columbine.htm

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FEBRUARY 12, 2009 1:33PM

Twitter: Because you need to know I'm about to pee

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I might be mildly embarrassed. I can't decide how to feel.

But I think I'm starting to like Twitter

I enjoy Facebook a lot, and OS, and my own little blog I started on the once-might Salon Blogs when it opened about (seven?) years ago.

But Twitter? It's nothing but these little 140-character-max updates. No room for anything of substance. Seemed totally retarded.

It also seemed like regression: back to the earliest blogs and personal websites in the '90s, where you informed everyone about important issues like your lunch menu and when you were heading to the bathroom.

But my publisher insisted it was freaking awesome, and a few friends have been insisting how much they enjoy it, so  joined in early January, and the past week, I've actually gotten active on it.

And I think I like it. 

It turns out I have all sorts of little ruminations and minor amusements throughout the day that are insufficient to blog about, or even call a friend or pound out an email. I'm starting to toss them onto Twitter. 

It takes a little training. At first, I posted really lame stuff, just to make myself post something. It took about three days to warm up to the point where I was getting the urge at the right time: where the thought went off, that "Hey, Twit that." (The "correct" verb is apparently tweet. No thank you.)

So I'm not posting my bathroom breaks. I am ruminating about all this PT and body-repair I'm going to. It feels like a full-time job, almost, fixing all these beat-up bodyparts.

I don't think I've actually done that well yet.If you visit my twits, I doubt you'll get a clear sense of that. But I'm getting there.

I'm not yet convinced anyone wants to read my stuff there. I'm not convinced I want to read much from others. But that's OK, I guess. There are writers and there are readers and there are people who enjoy both.I don't swing both ways on that one.

So I'll keep twittering whether anyone shows up or not.

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Are you following Stephen Fry?

If not...

You really must.
BTW, the twitter links go to my twit, if you're interested in following me there.
no. is he the one with the Million Little Pieces scandal, or the one who starred in Wilde, or . . .

i get him confused. obviously.
oh, the choreographer? i saw him on charlie rose last year and loved him.

this guy, right? http://twitter.com/stephenfry

ok, i took your word for it and added myself as a follower.

(freaky, that made me chuckle. that's definitely how i think of it. or did.)
I admit a Twitter addiction. It didn't really start until the mobile tweeting/twitting became a possibility for me. You've got it just right: at first it seemed dumb, and then... it became a way to jot public notes on thoughts. But I've enjoyed reading from others, too, and have started using it as a quick news site, thanks to following places like NPR Politics in addition to my friends.

It still seems silly, but it's so fun.
Out-and-Proud actor from Wilde, former half of the British comedy duo "Fry and Laurie" (Hugh), possessor of Wilde-ean wit, and author of several wonderful and hilarious novels, including "Moab is my Washpot" and "The Liar."

If he also choreographs, I am going to drop dead in sheer amazement.
I can't imagine doing Twitter. How do y'all find the time? I can barely keep up with my email, reading and commenting here and trying to post a thang or two every week.
I've been told to join Twitter...might have to look into it, but then again, another time sucker...
stellaaaaaaaaa i'm honored. (and i'm still misspelling your name, i see. and i also owe you an email reply. yes, i'm still planning to. the nicer the email, the longer it takes me to respond.)

i hope i can live up to it.

maybe i should have thought of some clever tweets FIRST. damn.

and i get later for pt by the minute. is this a good excuse?
Rated (Fantastic title)
I joined twitter months ago and always forget to look at it. I'll have to try harder now.
haven't given in to the twitter bug yet. too busy having pillow fights and being kidnapped with furry handcuff on FB. god that place is juvenile.
Where do you find the time? I can hardly keep up around here.
The world gets scarier and scarier. First you complain about it, then you start doing all the things you once complained about. I remember a friend of mine who wanted to boycott e-mail because he thought it was a mental suck (this was a LONG time ago, before he realized his life and career depended on it)...needless to say, I too have found myself in your position MANY TIMES.
HAH! ‘entry drug to twitter.
entry drug is pretty funny.

i guess we'll see if i love it more and more, or grow to hate it. they can go either way.

palin, i know what you mean about complain-then-join. i've been there. i loved email from the start, too. and i almost came in my pants when i first heard about tivo.
so if you're following my twits, you already know that i graduated PT today.

yea!!!

trinette said i'm done. my ankle is healing well, and i can take over on my own.

and if you're in denver and think you might need PT, try trinette. so far, she's healed one shoulder, both knees and one ankle for me (over about five years).

they take most insurance. more info here: http://dptpc.com/therapists/leporati-trinette_bio.asp

and her assistant, mike, is really good, too. and hot. too bad he's straight. so many straightguys, never enough homos.
so if you're following my twits, you already know that i graduated PT today.

yea!!!

trinette said i'm done. my ankle is healing well, and i can take over on my own.

and if you're in denver and think you might need PT, try trinette. so far, she's healed one shoulder, both knees and one ankle for me (over about five years).

they take most insurance. more info here: http://dptpc.com/therapists/leporati-trinette_bio.asp

and her assistant, mike, is really good, too. and hot. too bad he's straight. so many straightguys, never enough homos.
Dave....I'll follow you anywhere! Here goes twitter.
As a dog, I prefer Critter. And I AM interested in when you pee.
Thanks for the great article. You almost got me to let Twitter into my life, but like others here I'm astounded you can find time for it. Email, Fbook, blogging, txting, paid work, occasional face to face contact with people...that's hours filled before you even get to eating, sleeping or peeing!

I know Twitter only asks for your attention intermittently through the day, but it's one more bird chirping for attention. There's only so much food to go around yes?

I see that one of my Fbook friends has all his posts somehow linked so that whenever he writes on his blog the words fling themselves at all his other online homes. Maybe this is the secret...

But I do have a few minutes, so I might just...taste.
i do think the auto-flinging helps.

a woman at my publisher suggested to set up twitter as the master, to hit all your others. but that sounds crazy to me. i don't want all the little twits hitting my other places.
I added links on Digg and Reddit, so if you're a member of either, please click to vote.

Thanks.

(I always do that way too late in the game. Bad social networker!)
Ckassic: "There are writers and there are readers and there are people who enjoy both.I don't swing both ways on that one.

So I'll keep twittering whether anyone shows up or not."

tweet tweet RR rockinrobin....
I feel like I only tweet when I'm sleepy, itchy, or hungry for a burrito. When I hit all three, it's my personal Twitterfecta.
As an exercise (test?) of my self discipline, I am not going to twit. And, because the remnant of my Catholic upbringing compels constant confession, I admit that I did visit your Twitter posts one time already.
Aka.Kalvin? This is a true story. A family of Vietnamese came to America for the first time. One male had to pee. So, the car stopped
a couple of miles away from the airport. He, named Hai, took a leak.
The cops rode by and saw it. A porpoise. A whale. Well, he was fined.
For exposing a porpoise? He was fined $250.00. Whoa! Yikes. OHO.
That's more than a rice paddy farmer makes in one year. Kazoo.
honk!
okay.
A taxidermist sign in my neck of the boondocks reads:`I buy horns.
HOOT!
O dear.
O bucks!
Heehaw!
Ah, I've been trying to make sense of Twitter and am still struggling after a few weeks. How on earth am I attracting these random followers? How to id people in my own niche? It's clearly a hangout for social media types; the good news is they're delighted to tutor Twitter. I'm thinking I'll just start posting my usual weird random observations and see what that dredges up. Anyway, I'm following you now!
susan, i'm wondering how they find me, too.

but i'm ok with it.