This blog startet with information on twitter that just produced pictures in my head I didn’t need. And then there were people twittering on actions they obviously really did. There were people as well that wrote strange things on purpose to gain attention. But well, who doesn’t?
Today we’re coming back to those irritating pictures. Devin is about to go to bed but he has just gotten a picture that he wants to share with his followers:
I don’t know if this is a tweet that’s just meant to provoke. I guess it somehow does. Where in god’s name do you see trampolines just before going to sleep? And in what way is a trampoline interesting to have sex on?
Maybe you can find out!
Als jemand der Twitter eher selten verwendet, wundert es mich schon, dass es diesen Dienst in dieser Form noch gibt. Denn ein Geschäftsmodell fehlt weiterhin, Innovationen für Nutzer bleiben im Gegensatz zu Facebook aus, man lebt vom Vorschuss erwartungsoptimistischer Investoren.
Mich erinnert das an mobilcom, andere sehen das, wenn das System mal stockt, gleich politischer:
Das passt auch irgendwie. Die Konzepte funktionieren nicht, die Kunden akzeptieren die Unternehmenspolitik nicht, ein rentables Wirtschaftsmodell bleibt Wunschmodell ohne Wirklichkeitsansatz, die zunächst interessante Ausgangsidee, die Menschen inspiriert hat, sie verkümmert in den Händen von Stehengebliebenen.
Ob die eigene Follower-Blase, die FDP oder ein überschätztes Wirtschaftsmodell — eine weiterentwickelte, anschließende Idee fehlt allen.
Whenever I read porn actresses on twitter I doubt a little if what they’re talking is for real or just for business. Maybe you get twitter users to buy your films if they’re being turned on via social networks. It’s gotta be useful for something, you know?
Anyway. Penthouse Pet Bree Olson is one of them. Sounding a bit like a nice of the Olsen Gang she has slightly different problems:
And I always thought that would be a status people whould just like to have.
There are at least three dimensions of the human being: First there are the things you perceive indepentently from thinking about them. Then you make up your mind and see that it’s possible to think about the world differently: How it should be and you make plans to turn things that way.
So now you’re in a status that there are things in this world that you want to be different or at least you want them to fit in your world. Between this dimension and the following there’s a really optimistic time concerning your own possibilities.
But then there’s another dimension you come across when you turn about 30: Things that belong to you that you’re not going to change intrinsicly:
And it just can’t be another form of beauty.
The enormous amount of fear is a strange thing about man. As a way of warning, it’s surely okay. Sometimes you just don’t know your life’s in danger, so that it’s good that there’s some second kind of alarm system. But on the other hand fear can be so shocking to a person, that it is way more than a warning.
There are days that you can be feared of something more easily than usual and even of things you normally wouldn’t be feared of at all:
Thanks God, you were sitting on the toilet — just in case.
There are multiple reasons for having a hobby, although nowadays it’s often not called that way. You can have a hobby to improve your skills in an activity that’s not too important just to show you still can do it, whatever it may be. You can enjoy social intercourse or you can come to new thoughts in doing sports or taking photos, which all in all can be very relaxing.
So I guess it’s good to everyone to have one or two hobbies. For some people a hobby is even that one specific thing that they need to have in order to differ from other personalities. The very identifying characteristics of this kind of hobby is: You can’t keep it for yourself. Otherwise other people couldn’t make out the difference:
So, good morning to Lexi. Hope you had a good start into the day ;-).
I’d really like to know: When did people start making poetical conversation on wine? When did it occur that just drinking it and saying Aaaaah wasn’t just enough? Is there really a connection between this metaphorical talk and a taste or is this just some kind of complex marketing?
If you work in the wine business you centainly have to talk in this specific manner. People that buy expensive wine do want this kund of chat before buying wine. As if to say: When you’re not even capable of talking of this whine in a metaphorical way — why buying it and not drink cola instead?
So there’s a mixing movement between the world of aestetics and the world of marketing when it comes to selling wine. And taking this manner of speaking over to other topics the symbolism of this manner speaking dominates the actual thought:
Whenever guys have had a real intense relationship to a girl and they talk about it, they will tell you what changed in their behaviour: How they learned to work as a team, how they arranged their various interests, how to set up plans for both of them, how to keep an eye on the welfare of the other one.
Still, quite a few girls dominate a relationship because they set up their own private language guys have to follow: There are special looks, quite hidden to others, men must realize. Special words as broad hints you have to identify on the run. This is not meant to be mean in any sense, you just turn out to be a specialist in that private language.
Here is one of them. The great morning difference between snuggling and rubbing:
Es tut sich was in Bielefeld. Soviel habe selbst ich mittlerweile mitbekommen. Es sind wohl nicht mehr die Großstädte, die Kultur nachhaltig prägen und befördern, sondern die kleinen Ecken, in denen still und heimlich etwas emporkeimt. Vielleicht sind die Großstädte einfach zu voll, zu überladen an Kulturschaffenden, die sich nur noch gegenseitig auf die Füße treten und sich nur selbst ins Gehege kommen.
Jetzt bevölkert ein weiterer bescheiden Großer die Welt von Twitter: Sacha Brohm hat sich erbarmt, seinen Jüngern in den Mikroblogkosmos zu folgen.
Gerade so als wolle er die Überbewertetheit von Tweeds aufs Korn nehmen, verwendet er, quasi als Abschluss des internationalen Frauentages, nur einen halben Tweet für folgende Geistreichheit:
Ich habe gelacht, ich gebe es zu — und ja, derartige Namen zähle ich auch zu Poesie.
There should be some kind of spring outside right about now. But climate change ruins our feelings of seasons as well. In some places the snow just came back over the weekend, although people were really prepared for the winter coming to an end.
Spring fever was indeed on of those feelings that had to do with the weather. But in some way you we’re also accustomed that it came out to a specific time of year.
Do we have to chance our sensual acclimatization due to climate change? At least for some this is a difficult time: