Archive for the ‘Twitter’ tag
That seems to be the prevailing opinion. The Facebook founder and owner has been pretty much reviled in the press. I think it is the usual type of jealous abuse - you know, him being a geek and the youngest billionaire on the planet and all. I have tried to form an objective view of him and there are good grounds to believe he is probably a bit of an asshole, but his story…. his story….
I read a book once called Masters of Doom. It was about the guys who invented the computer game Doom and the weird shenanigans that these geeks get up to the whole time. I have no idea what Doom is or why it was so important*, but the book was UTTERLY fascinating. I think Zuckerberg’s story is likely to have a similar appeal. Anyhow, we’re about to find out, the biopic The Social Network is on its way. Strapline: You don’t get to 500 million friends without making a few enemies. See what they did there?
I have to say, using Radiohead’s Creep was inspired. It works on many different levels. Of course, it’s not as good as the superlative version, live by Chrissie Hynde, but it works. It really does. Even though they left the work “fucking” out.
(*I have only played one computer game in my life - Modern Warfare 2. I am SKILL at it. Seriously. On free-for-all I can pwn your ass no problem. WITHOUT claymore mines).
As we approach North Florida’s seven month long summer, I want to offer a word of warning about the perils of sunbathing. Falling asleep on the beach after a liquid lunch at Pete’s can have dire effects. Kardashian Sr. found out the hard way and decided (impressively) to post the evidence on her Twitter account:
Speaking of Twitter, I twat regularly. To follow Joe Bones click HERE
There’s a recession on. All the hot supermodels are marrying losers. And you’re down to your last 3000 rounds of 7.62 link. Your morale is in danger of slipping. You need help.
Run, don’t walk, to the nearest liquor store and procure some Hendricks Gin. Your mood will dictate whether you also buy tonic water and angostura bitters, or a small bottle of Jack for the drive home. Don’t forget the gin, though:
Carefully mix yourself a large one and sip it slowly. See? It’s like an angel pissing on your tonsils to the sound of trumpets. Result!
Okay. You know how everyone is going on about Twitter and how awesome it is, yeah? I mean, literally, EVERYONE is shooting their mouths off about how awesome it is to receive a “twat” from your buddies and how funny some celebrities are (Christopher Walken is often cited, at this point. And he is VERY funny).
With this level of interest it takes balls of fury to post a picture of your wife’s ass in a bikini on Twitter. Particularly if you are Ashton Kutcher and your wife is Demi Moore:
The point of this is to A. Showcase Demi Moore’s ass, and B. To draw attention to rivercityvibe on Twitter. We are there. I usually “twat” every time I post, BUT (and this is the magic part) I also have Twitter-only content for loyal readers, including more pictures of Babyann Hernandez. How awesome is that?
Join the party, everyone. It’s on Twitter (as well as in my pants).
Oh, we’re on Facebook. too.