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Wait, what?

I mean, yeah – she follows a lot of people. She doesn’t follow-back everyone, though. I guess I followed her for a laugh one day and then she followed back and now it’s too socially awkward to unfollow.

Folks, I’ve had a pig of a day. I had to go in early to let workmen in and it’s just continued to be Monday ever since. It ain’t over yet.

Dead Pool Friday. Responses were mixed but I’m a creature of habit. Habit, not rules. Hates me some rules.


Comment from Pupster
Time: January 31, 2022, 9:51 pm

Never really figured out Twitter. Started a profile but #meh.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 31, 2022, 10:22 pm

I never got into it at all until covid. Now I’m a junkie. Gimme that information hit.

Comment from bds
Time: January 31, 2022, 11:03 pm

Yeah, I love it for the constantly updated information. And hate it for the same reason. Never actually post much of anything, because I’m just as antisocial electronically as I am in real life.
I’m sure you knew this, Mme. Weasel, but Mickey Kaus replying to one of your tweets made the main page at Ace’s today http://ace.mu.nu/archives/397634.php

Comment from ExpressoBold
Time: January 31, 2022, 11:59 pm

I was deplatformed last year, January 8, for “platform manipulation and spam.”

I never knew I was such a fearsome intellect. All of my 1,000+ followers knew, though!

Comment from dissent555
Time: February 1, 2022, 2:20 am

No Tweeter for me. I already spend too much time on the interwebs.

Comment from technochitlin
Time: February 1, 2022, 1:27 pm

Sweasy, I noticed one of your tweets made Instapundit yesterday. We are truly in the presence of Royalty now… “UhOh”


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: February 1, 2022, 2:00 pm

Ah, Yoko Ono….
Like all Beatles fans of the day, I was conflicted when she lured John away from the band. Was her addition to the mix going to take the band to a new place, or shatter it into pieces? With hindsight, we know that she did indeed destroy the magic; Paul McCartney, alone, is too saccharine and John too acidic, and frankly speaking each alone is unbearable.

My conflict resolved itself after my naive purchase of the album by John and Yoko, “Live Peace In Toronto“. To be succinct, the album’s only virtue was that it came with a cool calendar. John did some half-assed renditions of some rock classics (Blue Suede Shoes, and Money) on side one, and gave side two to Yoko for her mind-rending solo performance of (this is the real and actually appropriate title):

“Don’t Worry Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In The Snow)”

Jesus…. the wails and screams Yoko makes during that ‘performance’ sure sound like mommy is having a hard time finding that hand.

Surely, there is a Greek tragedy out there somewhere where a villainess seduces and marries a great man and subsequently destroys him without him realizing what is happening. If, not we can just swap out “John” and “Yoko” for a couple of Greek monikers and Odysseus’ yer uncle.

When I arrived in Japan, years later, I was thought to resemble John Lennon (you and I know that all foreigners look alike, but hey, it would have been foolish to discourage new friends, especially girls), and “John and Yoko” were a frequent icebreaker topic for them. The girls all admired Yoko -although to be fair none of them had ever heard her music- Hey! A Beatle could have married any girl in the world, and he choose a Japanese girl. The Japanese guys on the other hand, were not fans. A Beatle could have married any girl in the world and he chose an embarrassment to Japan….

Anyhow, Wease, I will forgive you for following Yoko – yer an artsy type, and a thrill seeker, and certainly Yoko is an iconoclast.

However, while I forgive your non-venial sin, you must spend some time in purgatory…and purgatory is to listen to five minutes of Don’t Worry Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In The Snow). That’s enough of a taste of Hell.

Comment from Ain't Me I ain't no Vegetable
Time: February 1, 2022, 2:12 pm

In case you think that I’m that Some Vegetable guy is exaggerating bout that song:


Comment from ExpressoBold
Time: February 1, 2022, 7:35 pm

@ Ain’t Me I ain’t no Vegetable:

I lasted 66 seconds… I hope I receive exciting parting gifts for the effort.

Comment from durnedyankee
Time: February 1, 2022, 8:39 pm

I’d heard, back when it was recorded, that it was bad, but never felt the inclination to find out.

Now it sounds like something a bad garage band sent on a tape to Led Zepplin in the hopes they could ‘fix it’.

I made it through a minute and 47 seconds before I just had to start laughing.

Then the back button on my browser wouldn’t let me leave.
and I stopped laughing. Fortunately the browser let me close the tab before I heard another “don’t worry”.

I’ll give the girl this, she had gumption to record that and actually let someone else listen to it.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 1, 2022, 9:03 pm

You guys are getting the video? When I click on it, I get “VIDEO UNAVAILABLE”. I wonder if it’s my VPN.

Comment from thefritz
Time: February 1, 2022, 9:25 pm

I got it…and I wish I hadn’t. oh my it’s bad.

Comment from thefritz
Time: February 1, 2022, 9:30 pm

I should have looked at the page views before clicking on it…
“7,056 views since Nov 8, 2014”

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