My Week, as Told by Twitter
For the record, Mr. Sandwich saved us all from the babbling, screaming monster. … Continue reading
For the record, Mr. Sandwich saved us all from the babbling, screaming monster. … Continue reading
I spent much of my adult life across the country from my best friend. But we still managed to watch the Oscars together–we’d just call each other 20 times during the broadcast to say, “That dress is amazing!” “That dress … Continue reading
Like Tragic Sandwich here? Now you can like me on Facebook, too! Of course, I’m still on Twitter and Pinterest as well. I don’t know if that’s too much Tragic, but it may be too much Sandwich. Choose your poison, … Continue reading
And this, apparently, is me: Courtesy of Visual.ly … Continue reading
Ever since Food Network aired the first “Great Food Truck Race,” Mr. Sandwich and I have wanted burgers from the Grill ‘Em All truck. Unfortunately, their lines have always been enormous–not really feasible since Baguette is about as patient as … Continue reading
Blogging seems to be beyond me at the moment; hopefully I can still handle microblogging. I’ll be moving my musings to Twitter for a while; if you’d like to follow me there, but don’t have an account, never fear–you don’t … Continue reading
You can follow me on Twitter. But you knew that, because there’s a link in the right-hand column. Who do I follow? A variety of people and organizations, naturally. After all, it is Twitter. Included in that variety is a … Continue reading
Yesterday Mr. Sandwich and I were driving to the house. The car in front of us was being driven by someone who was on his cell phone. This is illegal in California now, but why let that stop you? Except … Continue reading
I’m microblogging on Twitter now rather than Plurk. I know the Plurk thing lasted less than a day, but I really wanted to use Twitter from the start. For whatever reason, though, I had trouble getting the account straightened out. … Continue reading