Thanks Jann! Whenever I become disgusted with the entire human race, ready to unplug my computer forever and throw it out a window (where, hopefully, it will squis...
(The term “Twitterang” comes from the one and only SikoKitty)
In my quest for a perfect Cyber-Utopia, which of course, involves me being worshipped as a CyberGod, and not having to lift a finger, with all my brilliance splattered all over the web by automation… well we had a screwup of epic proportions.
Here’s how it works: I post a status to MySpace, which then goes to Twitter, which then goes to Facebook, and my Website (here), which then goes to Networked Blogs… which somehow looped over and over and drove people nuts.
I blame my assistant Jenny for this.
We know I don’t make mistakes.
Some may remember her as “CyberGirl”, the artificially intelligent bot that greeted new members at the old Problem Adults site. Well, I have revamped her to help me, and she reads and answers most of my emails and and blog posts.
Hell I don’t even know who most of you people are.
Hopefully with this blog post, I’ll know if I fixed that snafu and no more “Twitterangs”. Next step will be finding the subroutine and maybe make Jenny a redhead or a brunette so she will stop being a dumb blonde and be more efficient.
I apologize to everyone.
For her screw up, of course.
“ALLIANCE, Ohio (AP) — An Ohio woman spent three days in jail for calling the 911 emergency line five times seeking a husband. The dispatcher was flabbergasted by the requests and asked Audrey Scott, of Alliance, “You need to get a husband?” The 57-year-old Scott responded, “Yes.”…”
“PARAMOUNT, Calif. (AP) — The assistant principal at a California high school has been placed on leave after a campus talent show where male students pranced seductively in underwear and Speedos….”
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I blame my assistant Jenny for this.
