I'm throwing myself headlong into Twitter.

Yeah.  That's the way it has to be.  I'm dwelling in Twitter nowadays.  It's the new boy's room and I'm ditching class and smoking with the cool kids.

I don't even know how to use Twitter yet.  I have an account, but I never use it.  I created the account a year so that I could follow the wit and wisdom of Dennis Miller and few other first-rate minds.  I'll figure it out, though.

My mind manufactures tweet-sized particles -- not essays.  My blog, my dear, sweet snoop bloggy blog, feels like work.  It's never felt that way before.

Maybe our bite-sized media culture is contagious and I'm afflicted with tweetitis.  I don't know.  I've been blogging since '04 and it's time for a change.

I hope every last damn one of you will join up with me on Twitter.  I'd love to keep in touch and read your brilliant insights (distilled into 140-character blurbs, of course).  Please, please -- if you have a Twitter account, add me.  If not, create one and then meet me there.

Twitter Name:

VirtualRichV

Also: put your Twitter name in the comments, yo!

Godspeed, bloglidites.  

Rich.