Friday, October 31, 2014

Mark Knight and Lord Fear are still waiting for you to join Twitter...

 
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Mark Knight and Lord Fear are still waiting for you to join Twitter...

 
 
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Monday, October 27, 2014

Mark Knight sent you an invitation

 
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Mark Knight has invited you to join Twitter!

 
 
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Monday, March 17, 2014

Mark Knight is still waiting for you to join Twitter...

 
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Thursday, March 13, 2014

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Thursday, January 24, 2013

So here's me trying to be super-blog efficient.
I've set up my blog - http://notsosahd.blogspot.com/ - to automatically tweet - via http://e2tweet.com - to my twitter account - https://twitter.com/NotsoSahd - & also to copy to my facebook page - www.facebook.com/Notso.Sahd.

Confusing euff? I think so, right?

BUT!! There's more. My soundcloud stream - https://soundcloud.com/notso-sahd - could be yet *another* way to nerd-screw with my own head & any dipstick silly enuff to follow/link to my maunderings.   

Now, once I set up all this high-falutin' techno stuff I had by-damn better have something smart to say. 

BTW: As a sadly-nerdo note I should say that I sent this email without a subject line so how will it look on all those web places? I will be consigned to Dante's Level 2.0 if I know...

ps: 'ps' used to be 'BTW' before we got electronic
pps: 'pps' is how we followed 'ps' 
ppps: How does one write a follow-on 'BTW'? 'BBTW'? 
pppps: Who gives a post-scriptum?

Monday, January 7, 2013

DDD. Dull Dad Day

I have been an appalling Dad today. I got 'em up. I fed 'em. I dressed 'em - well, I made them dress themselves - & then I got them to school.
Then I spent the most boring day of bill-paying and picking 'em up, then feeding 'em & back to bill-paying & money-juggling & answering Mrs Sahd's texts & emails. And why was I a sucky stay-at-home-dad? Because I used the big, square baby-sitter to entertain the poor buggers while I tried to do all the household stuff.
Now look at the dull post up there. I could have said that in a tweet. Frankly, a 1" x 1" post it would have been enough.
Now I don't expect any comments. But if you do comment, let's keep it simple. Is this post:
(A) Dull as an old pair of gray knickers
or
(B) Not even worth a metaphor

 
A












B

Friday, January 4, 2013

Why I like Twitter. Quick-fire silliness.


The exchange below is why I like Twitter. Quick-fire silliness which reminds me of comedy writing, impro; any kind of theatre really. (I do theatre, playwrighting, performing etc as well as voice-overs so that's why I'm partial to this kinda thing.)
Not to mention finding new, bust-a-gut funny people everyday. Ms. MyBrainOnKids is one such gut-buster. *AND* she's twit-followed by some other funny folk like  and 4 othersAll funny Mutha-busters (see what I did there? Avoided using 'Mutha-fucka' yet alluded to it & thus got in some naughty-spicy street-cred. Oh, wait, I ruined it...)
Finally a shout-out to ) whose tagline "no one ever told me not to have 4 kids!" touches me VERY deeply. I have 5. Daughters. I know, I know.

The Tweets:
To the followers I lost due to anal itching, is this topic ok? Masturbation can reduce the risk of prostate cancer by up to 33%
Notso Sahd ‏@NotsoSahd3 Jan
  This an interesting medical study. I will do some research of my own & get back to you.
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  OK. No pics. Just data & graphs. Lots of graphs.
Graphs are cool. I like graphs. The pie ones are my favorite. 




Thursday, January 3, 2013

**DISCLAIMER

**DISCLAIMER:  This is often a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s memory or - when my early onset alzheimers kicks in - imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely... sorry, what was I saying..? **