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Thing I hate most about myself: my neck will one day look like Jim Webb’s
Thing I hate most about myself: my neck will one day look like Jim Webb’s
1. Apparently, Martin O’Malley is trying to appeal to the large bloc of uncommitted policy wonks. 2. Jim Webb trying to appeal to…um idk
You guys, she’s tweeting during her own debate, that’s some serious social media addiction. twitter.com/hillaryclinton…
Tuned into the debate right as Sanders said we need to shut up about Hillary’s email. ❤️❤️ for integrity. ❤️❤️ for reasoned discourse.
My grammar students explored tonight how euphemisms blunt language before cliches deaden it. My heart was swelling with aphorisms.
Gonna lie about my age so people think I’m a millennial
Again? I mean, I would really rather go to classes. http://t.co/uXpULopHk9
It’s been a weekend of pleasant surprises: an unexpected ticket to the Canes game, pre-airport breakfast with Bread Loafer Elizabeth Reed…
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Just spent like two hours queueing my DLC so it’ll all come over to @RockBand 4. But still want my exports!
At some point, the menace that is Alexander Julian must be stopped. The black UNC hoops unis are atrocious.
Bow to the paper gods.
David Rivard talked a lot about Robert Creeley at BL, so I’ve spent some time rediscovering him tonight. “The Dishonest Mailmen” rocks me.
This new Muppet show is the best thing on television this fall. I’m not lying. Muppets rule.
My buddy and longtime Mr. Voice @minter is now a pro sports announcer, and I’m not just talking GOUGE. #goWade twitter.com/NHLCanes/statu…
Visiting UNC-Greensboro today to talk to arts/creative entrepreneurship students about developing businesses while doing what they love.
Life goal: become the poetry equivalent of the Dharma Project
Think of all the scientific advancements man had to achieve to make this. m.youtube.com/watch?v=HMUDVM…
It is poorly lit under everyone else’s good time, and people’s feet are always kicking us in the head. –new @hinxminx on @inknode
Against instructions, I have turned around, only to discover that Der Kommisar is not, in fact, in town. Uh oh.
