It’s scary — the more I read snippets on twitter, the more I begin to think occasionally in “twitter thought” — little thoughts that I would tweet if I tweeted.
Over the last few days, these things included:
Saturday morning: Something disturbing happened in my dream last night, but couldn’t remember at first. Oh yeah. The world ended.
Sunday afternoon: I always have trouble at Daytona with everyone’s new sponsors and paint schemes. Who are these people?
Monday: On my way to Knoxville. Home of Trevor Bayne.