Gotta say since I joined twitter and started reading the posts it seems like an awful lot of mental energy is being sucked down the drain. Plus people are wrecking trains and getting into car accidents while being twits. I really don't want to know what all my friends are doing every minute of the day, either. It kind of reminds me of those three hour teenage phone calls. I'm going to keep at it meanwhile just to see if I have any conceptual breakthrough on its worth. Meanwhile I'm totally committed to blogging as a communications exercise, like an instant pamphlet. Here's a link to a great piece of video outside what used to be the Spotted Cat on Frenchmen Street.