then don’t say it.
Okay.
I won’t.

(Except for the stuff I have said so far, I’d say I’m doing pretty fine).

Ah. I just thought of something. Remember when we used to do Analog Twitter a.k.a. “Post Cards”? And one post card didn’t know what the other post cards said and the only picture you could attach was the one on the front? Remember that? It’s like starting a tweet by choosing what picture you want attached and not the other way around.
I wonder if you could print your tweet and send it as a postcard. But to whom would you send it? Everyone who follows you? Anyone who’s gotten married in the past few years knows that it’s not always easy to get a bunch of addresses. And believe me, if your postcard says “@radamdavidson” in the to: line, it’s very unlikely that it will arrive anywhere but a big bin in Cleveland.
I wonder what would happen if all the hard drives in the world crashed. Would we have any kind of written record of what’s happened since about 2007? I’m guessing not. That’s why I’ve started printing the internet at home and burying it in our backyard. I need to do my part and so do you.

There. I do have something to say after all, even though it’s pointless banter.
Enjoy your Saturday. Go Blue.