Eleven thousand and one.
That's where I stand at this moment, in this first month of '11, for the amount of tweets I've written. Assuming I've used at least 2/3rds of the 140 characters allowed, that would be just over 200,000 words. Wikipedia says that's about the equivalent of four novels. Really?
11,002. There, just tweeted a "way to go man" to a fellow geocacher that FTF'ed (first to finded) a cool mystery cache. So it continues, and I'm now either starting a new novel or finishing that fourth.
The cacher I tweeted (@D_Wayne) posted this pic just before tweeting his find. That's a great example of why I've loved Twitter so much. Just look at it. That's not just a "look where I'm at" like you might get in an email from someone, that's a "hey WORLD lookit ME" moment. Wow.
Of course they're not all as grand as that. There are a lot of the "what I'm eating / or cooking", "where I'm shopping", et cetera. I'm good with those; they start a conversation, especially the restaurant tweets.
Back on subject. 11,003. Still counting. That novel isn't writing itself, you know.
Peace!