The number of people following me doesn’t mean anything to me. My ego is satisfied when my dog licks my face. This happens a lot, which means I have a clean face and smell like dog spit. It’s the people I appreciate, and if I think you’re interesting, informative, or funny, I’ll retweet you.
Twitter is like standing in a crowd at a sold out music concert; it’s easy to lose your friends, but sometimes you bump into a stranger who’s interesting to talk to and drinks your brand of bourbon.
Tweet you soon, Simon.
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