I've got a sort of feeling, if we remove the ceiling

[venta]

On them twitters, people often create their own hash tags on the fly, running words together to create #devastatingnewtags.

Last night, I happened to see something go past with the a tag which I read as "cannot bear sed". Well, having had a bit of a run-in with sed recently, I can get behind that.

It was only some time later that I realised that they were probably reporting "cannot be arsed".

hjalfi thinks this incident means it's too late for me to resume a normal life :(

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[rabbit1080.livejournal.com]

them twitters...

... Which reminds me, I was hearing some more stories about a friend's dad recently. His vocation was being a sort of ham-radio guru. Many of the people who turned up to his (sadly recent) funeral were people he'd spoken with many times over t' wireless, but had rarely met in person.

(Also he used to pick up cross-chatter from Vietnam back in the day. Short-wave radio signals travel quite far.)

I guess the current situation of frequently corresponding on teh megainterwebs but hardly ever going out for a beer is similar in many respects. Except that modern is littler, which is nice.