TwitLyrics - 3rd April 2008
Thursday, April 3rd, 2008Space travel’s in my blood / And there ain’t nothing I can do about it / Long journeys wear me out but / I know I can’t tweet without it
Space travel’s in my blood / And there ain’t nothing I can do about it / Long journeys wear me out but / I know I can’t tweet without it
the more i tweet you / the more i want you / somehow this feeling / just grows and grows
rise up this morning / smiled with the rising sun / three little birds / tweet by my door step
darling you got to let me know / should i tweet or should i go? / if you say that you are mine / i’ll be here ’til the end of time
well sometimes i go out, by myself, and i tweet across the water
and i read all the things, of what you’re doing, and in my head i paint a picture
i could have been someone / well so could anyone / you took my tweets from me / when i first found you
i kept them with me babe / i put them with my own / can’t twitter all alone / i’ve built my dreams around you
My other Twitter-based game at the moment is slightly more elaborate. TwitStory involves using other people’s tweets as the basis for a short story.
Some terminology… ‘twitsurf’ is a verb meaning to browse Twitter by clicking on interesting looking pics in people’s ‘following’ list.
The rules for TwitStory are as follows:
I’ve tried this twice so far. Not sure about the results but, hey, I’ve heard of people doing stupider things on the Internet!
TwitStory 1 - Heading for Mexico
Pip is attempting to tell me that someone fell down the well. Unfortunately, she is no Lassie and her communication skills suck.I’m sweating and unhappy about that.
husband just got home
Annie is trying to figure out what the heck this thing is?
strange weather, thunder and lighting which sounds different to normal MCR thunder
wishes that global warming would stop melting all the snow around here so damned quickly.
LA is melting me
Unbelievable!!!
Dear God. I am so tired.
Feeling pretty sick today. This cold is a month late
Time to get me some L:Qdoba
going to hang out with my little sister.
Sweating in the windy city
Embarked and en route to Mexico on ship.
Closing out this “could’ve been worse” Monday, see you manyana amigos and amigas
TwitStory 2 - Tokyo angst
No I don’t have a gun.
God I hate this loft.
Back in Tokyo
ha ha ha ha ha. Now that’s classy!
My body arrives back tomorrow morning, the rest of me a little bit later
WTF is this about!??!
Wow, this is great stuff. An author torrenting his own stuff? Sweet!
Yes, I know I am going to hell
griping about the griping about the griping…
I’ve forgotten that sometimes I really do enjoy talking for four hours straight to complete strangers
Want to scream,
apparently complaining helps to motivate me. not good for others.
Is calling it a night.
Unfortunately, I didn’t record the TwitStory social path taken to make either of these stories.