twitter vs atp
So I didn’t blog ATP in a big, old media review like I did like last year. Partly because that involved scribbling notes at each show, in the dark, which was no fun for me, or the expert in ancient runes I had to hire to decipher them later. It also meant spending a hungover morning typing as fast as I could in the Butlins Internet Cafe, which should really be called the Butlins Swanky Gourmet Cuisine Maison Chez Internet, the prices they charged for the portions you get. Par for the course though, innit. This year, wireless was available in the chalet, but I wasn’t keen on paying silly money or trekking down to McDonalds for free WiFi, and besides I’d got Twitter working off my phone.
Yes, the very thing that eluded me before Reading last year was now working. Back then I went for Jaiku, which was great, except they’ve just removed everybody’s old posts to save space on the server. They will be restored, apparently, but in the meantime I am none the wiser as to what I was doing over last year’s August Bank Holiday.
Although it turns out I’ve been Twittering anyway, having synced up my Facebook status and forgotten about it. Which is also fine, but I’ve just added Twitter to my Facebook profile, which means whenever I update my status I have to Twitter as well so both boxes don’t say the same thing. Shouldn’t be an issue; of all my problems, not having anything to say for myself is usually way down the list.
So from hereonin, you’ll be treated to the sight of a drunken Rich, one eye squeezed shut, swaying with the effort of poking at my iPhone. And you’ll have the same amount of insight into what I was actual thinking as I do.