I was afraid when I saw this that it would be either overly-fawning or overly-damning as the author is ex-Gawker, but I think this review seems to be really balanced.
As a person that would never ever allow himself to be confined to only 140 characters, I don't tweet, but as a person that recognizes that I need to get my name out there (for god knows why) I keep a Twitter (and a Tumblr) that just posts my blog stream. And for some reason, people follow this rehashing Twitter.
I look forward to seeing this book filed with all of the books on MySpace. And Friendster. And AOL.
@Alaska Miller: I won't! TIWYF isn't new or groundbreaking in its curated-from-Tumblr process (like Postcards From Yo Momma, LATFHipster, Boner Party - does Boner Party have a book deal, yet? - and whatever else is out there/going to be out there). If they want a Weekend Plug, they're gonna have to make and consequently eat a bunch of the book's featured dishes on a live streaming camera, and at the end of my shift, I get to resuscitate one of them from Cardiac Arrest with crash cart paddles. Don't worry, I've already thought about this.
Call me when the Books On Tape version comes out.
I know you're reading this Nick, and if it's not 'fleshed-out' by Ed Asner and Bernadette Peters I'm not buying it.
A few years back, my dad and I were driving in the car when "Toxic" by Britney Spears came on. The song had just come out and had proven to be a big hit, reaffirming Britney's status as a definite pop celebrity of my generation.
I asked my dad what he thought of Britney; he gave it a few minutes' thought, and then predicted that she'd be a Trivial Pursuit answer within a couple years. I laughed off his claim at the time, but then, ya know, a couple years later she went umbrella-wielding nutso on us, and it looked like Dad was right.
The feeling my Dad got about Britney in the car that night is the feeling I get whenever Twitter becomes profiled as a Thing Of Our Generation. I mean, it is, but ya know, so was Myspace.
Dude, you totally grade inflated Michael Ian Black. That was a C- at best, and definitely not as good as the deaf person one. Because deaf person jokes are always funny. Still no sign of the deaf team..."
I wish Odd Lot or Job Lot were still around because this reminds me of a book I’d find there. Right next to the imperfect t-shirts and other off-market stuff.
I enjoy the heck out of Twitter and use it all the time, and I still think I'd only pay for a book of tweets with poop. I'd trade an old Tennessee Turd Bird for this book, is what I'm saying (yes, those existed). The whole idea of a book of tweets, no matter who does it, is patently ridiculous. Sadly, it will probably sell like hotcakes.
@jorel845: You could just, like, click the links that were posted in the article to each person's individual Twitter. Trust me, you don't need a specific example -- they're all equally inane as the other, the actual quote used in the book is irrelevant.
So how would this work with a Kindle (if they ever distribute them that way)? Would you walk around with the screen facing out and the title page showing?
Also, Same with parties in the New York Literati scene...? I guess you can balance your white wine and cheese on the status galley, spine facing out, of course.
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It looks like a college guide or SAT prep book.
F-!
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As a person that would never ever allow himself to be confined to only 140 characters, I don't tweet, but as a person that recognizes that I need to get my name out there (for god knows why) I keep a Twitter (and a Tumblr) that just posts my blog stream. And for some reason, people follow this rehashing Twitter.
I look forward to seeing this book filed with all of the books on MySpace. And Friendster. And AOL.
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THANK YOU.
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I know you're reading this Nick, and if it's not 'fleshed-out' by Ed Asner and Bernadette Peters I'm not buying it.
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I asked my dad what he thought of Britney; he gave it a few minutes' thought, and then predicted that she'd be a Trivial Pursuit answer within a couple years. I laughed off his claim at the time, but then, ya know, a couple years later she went umbrella-wielding nutso on us, and it looked like Dad was right.
The feeling my Dad got about Britney in the car that night is the feeling I get whenever Twitter becomes profiled as a Thing Of Our Generation. I mean, it is, but ya know, so was Myspace.
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Still no sign of the deaf team..."
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Can you share any more of the actual tweets? That photo was kinda blurry.
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Also, Same with parties in the New York Literati scene...? I guess you can balance your white wine and cheese on the status galley, spine facing out, of course.
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