Twitter! of course. I can't even believe you're asking. I hate Facebook, and I want you to know that when I was nominated for "Miss Facebook" I never said anything bad about Twitter, unless you know someone who works there.

Ghandi. "Still didn't hit anyone...Getting really hungry."

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

When you find you can break logs with your thumbs, and you haven't eaten, or bathed for days, you may be tweeting too much.

A friend of mine showed it to me. She showed me that she followed Shaquille O'neill. I knew right away I belonged on Twitter. It was like when Fanny Brice met Nicky Arnstein in Funny Girl. Everything froze, and I heard, "Twitter, Twitter, what a beautiful name." I may have begun to sing. I don't remember. I blacked out. I still don't remember the the Shaquille O'neill tweet she showed me, but honestly, what could it have said? "I'm still way up here," or, "Gee, you guys look small. I wish I could hear you."

I often don't eat, or bathe for days, and my thumbs have grown unusually strong.

Burlap will be a more popular fabric.

I used to just hand write notes in 140 characters, and deliver them door-to-door a few times a day. Boy, people don't like that. Embarrassing? You betcha.