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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

That'll Teach Me

One of the ways that you judge your "success" on Twitter is how often you get Re-Tweeted. If someone re-tweets something you say - sending out your message to all the people who follow them, it means that they liked it, they think it's interesting, they think their followers will think it's interesting.

I spent most of Monday trying to tweet various clever/sarcastic things and being slightly peeved when nobody te-tweeted me. Then I watched a programme about a Buddhist monk looking for the reincarnation of his spiritual leader in Tibet and Nepal. He found a baby who he thought was the reincarnation of his old master and after a series of tests, the moment came where he had to ask the parents of the boy, if they would allow him to be taken to a monastery that was miles away and be brought up as a monk. The father said something that really moved me - he said "I'm only doing this because I know he'll be working for the benfit of all sentient beings." So I tweeted that:

"Working for the benefit of all sentient beings"

and it got instantly Re-Tweeted.

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Saturday, May 16, 2009

Why not liven things up a bit?

Having seen both semi-finals of the Eurovision Song Contest, I'm a bit bored at the thought of watching all the qualifying acts again tonight. Surely reality television provides us with a whole host of ideas for making things a bit more interesting. Couldn't some of the contestants be hobbled in some way and then forced fight to the death or live in a house for several weeks with hideous perverts?

Clearly this has already happened to the Albanian entry I'd sign up for pay-per-view to see them take on Iceland in a straight fight.



"When you've got a green gimp behind you, you have everything too look forward to." (Albanian proverb, loosely translated).



(Times are hard in Iceland, the bargain bridesmaid's rack at Debenham's is all we can afford.) Penny for a poor starvin' Nordic super babe mister.

But I think it would be a close-run thing against Mr Super Gypsy. Shame he didn't qualify - I don't think his threat "I'm going to make you sing like a Gypsy" went down at all well with whatever the equivalent of Daily Mail Readers are across Europe.



I voted for him.

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