Alright, so I know I'm a little behind the curve on this one (#loser) but I just started a twitter account (#celebration). It really is one of the most bizarre things I have ever encountered. 4 days of experience and I am following 190 different things - a clear cross section of my interests of course: authors, horses, bands & members, and charities.  That’s almost as many friends as I have on FB by the way…(#TMI ?)

As a result of my rather eclectic grouping of interests, people have started following me - 60 of them to be exact(ish). Moderately shocked and surprised by my initial popularity I thought "hey - this might actually be kind of cool" (#lies).

Besides the obvious interest that North America's internet sex workers have in my profile (#typical), clearly I am also the fodder for every 16 year old kid's garage band "come check us out! We're a death core band from TX! Follow us!" (Has anyone thought to ask them if they know what qualifies as music?) Don't get me wrong, I like my music hard/heavy (and any number of other sexual adjectives you might want to insert here #wentthere),  but alas, my friends and followers - this ain't music. Period. (#thisshitsucks) <-- I can do that right? See I'm still learning. I make this shit up as I go along - and why not?! Isn't that what it's all about? (#donkeyballs) <-- that might explain the local sex workers...

I digress, was there a point here? (#lostthetrain) ah, right. Twitter is whack.  I wasn't actually particularly interested in what @sebastienbach had for breakfast - or that he ran 7 miles today (damn boy...that's impressive, no wonder you're no longer the super hot junkie you used to be) (#sadness).  So what's the deal? Can someone please educate me on twitter verse, I'm lost (#drowning) in famous people's personal lives...ok, maybe I like it a little bit...what! I'm allowed to change my mind (#fickle). 

Here's my beef - why does no one re-tweet my shit? Sure the little kid from Arkansas says that @botdf changed their life – re-tweet (there are roughly 100 of these posts a day…oh! [enter @band name here], you’re the best thing that ever happened to me…yaddy ya ya – BARF!); the tartlet from NJ says she just finished @charlaineharris newest Sookie book – re-tweet (fuck doodley-doo, good for you…I read it the day it came out…are you special? No Princess, you’re not). I tweet a wicked picture of ****** (#censoring) and tag the band, the singer and the festival in the tweet - along with the award winning shot (ps) and not a one person comments, likes, or re-tweets it. Dude! Seriously, not tooting my own horn here (#toottoot), but that shot is pay dirt - ask me and I'll sell it to you! It would look sick on your website...(#humble) – (Still desperate for a job…See earlier post)

So that's it folks. The crux of the problem. No One Re-Tweets Me (#complex) ;) 

Come follow me: @cpfeldman - and I'll be sure to tell you what I ate for breakfast. 

(NB: After writing this post yesterday I decided to post yet another picture from my gallery – see Heart of the Pit next door – and tagged @Livenationshows in the post – and they RE-TWEETED me!!!!! [#ilikethem] I was so excited that I did a dance around my office and may have favourited my own tweet [#deranged?].  I might get used to this twitter thing after all… #hopeful? #smack)





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