"Twitter, Gawd love it, is blogging for people with ADHD"

Tiny and late bloomer Sedum 'Autumn Joy' trace a tapestry of delicious pinks and grays in the autumn light.

"Put down the Twitter machine. Your fans and admirers miss you," writes a gently scolding Gayle Miller in the comments of our previous post of over a week ago [!], the one that asked the question "Where have all the blogposts gone?" Still working on that. Meanwhile, a sweet and savory stew of wise and witty tidbits from the comments larder to satisfy our readers' appetite for tasty wordplay that sticks to the ribs. Here's wordsmith extraordinaire Elisson of Blog d'Elisson:

Twitter, Gawd love it, is blogging for people with ADHD. But the Twitter 140 word limit, while forcing posters to carve away unessential verbiage, also forces the elimination of so much evocative language. It is like an Instamatic compar ed to a 4 x 5 Crown Graphic …

Brevity may be the soul of wit … but sometimes I like my with with a little meat on its bones. To use a feminine metaphor, give me Sophia Loren over Calista Flockhart any old day.

Autumn's light and shade are harder edged than summer's, what with the sun's beams reaching the northern hemisphere at a lowering angle of declination.

Hubba, hubba, Elisson. Commenter and real-life buddy C Ward concurs and adds some delicious and nutritious morsels to the pot:

I haven't quite glommed onto twittering yet, and I am not sure that I will. I agree with Elisson — there is something intellectually delicious about starting out in one place, and coming out of a post with an entirely new perspective, something less likely to happen in 140 characters.

Certainly there is a discipline of thought required to express oneself in only 140 characters. But to journey though the wonders of the English language, with real grammar? Ah, that is a true art. Combining the thought discipline (but not necessarily the 140 character limitation!) with the art? Priceless. And what I like about your blog.

"Perhaps Tiny isn't talking because she's contemplating a Palin/Bolton ticket in '12," comments Connecticut Yankee. Above the sweet tiny girl contemplates things we don't see.

Can't argue with that, C Ward! Finally, "I miss the blog posts and the pictures," comments retriever:

Glad you are all right, was about to miaow "Where are you,Sissy?"

We're still here, retriever, and will do our best to get back into that blogging kitchen and start cooking up a groaning board of words and pictures to nourish the hearts and minds of our treasured readers and commenters.

Update: "Thnks 4 thrwing us a bne," quips our imail correspondent:

We: U NO U luv twitter.

She: LOL. I dn't bt wld B gud at it. I was always good with foreign languages. I'm really happy for you … for the kick you are getting out of it, but … am also thrilled that your greatest fans are as annoyed as I am. Abandoned lovers, all.

If blogging be the food of love, blog on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so twitter?

Update II: Modulator's Friday Ark #263 now boarding.

Comments

[goomp]

There ain't time to do everything, but for us old fogeys the old way of blogs must not go.

[retriever]

You're too good a blogger to get wholly swallowed up by Twitter...Come on, the weather outside will soon be frightful and you can write us some long, juicy posts again....please...

Now, from the pitiful entreaty to a funny, catty link for you (shame on me for promoting vicious stereotypes about our feline companions): http://michellesmirror.blogspot.com/2009/09/olympic-gold.html (Vanderleun posted it w the PLAID suit pic)

[Gayle Miller]

Welcome back! The chattering classes must be going bananas with David Letterman embroiled in a sex scandal and the luminous Sarah Palin topping the Barnes & Noble and Amazon best seller lists PRIOR to publication!