I don't understand 'The Twitter'.  I've actually tried.  I have an IPhone and I'm on 'The Facebook' - so I'm not a complete technotard.  But Twitter just eludes me.  I have an account but I largely follow celebrity chefs and Aziz Anasari and Jon Stewart.  The thing is - I don't understand what in the hell they are saying most of the time.  I've been okay with that but lately I've been noticing this 'touch the celebrety' phenomenon.  There are people out there who seem to have made a hobby out of trying to get 'celebreties' - and I have this word in quotes here because most of these are not A-listers - to notice them or 'retweet' them.  I find this funny.  I guess it's the 21st century equivalent of an autograph.  I also get a kick out of how thin skinned most people are.  Until recently Alton Brown has been my favorite celeb chef but he made the mistake of embracing The Twitter.  Turns out he's a total pussy.  Such a shame...

Speaking of celebrity chefs, we went to Hotlanta last weekend and my sister and I dined at Woodfire Grill.  This is the restaurant of Top Chef 'second winner' Kevin Gillespie.  I'm not good enough to even call myself a 'foodie' but I do love to cook and eat and more importantly, watch people cook and eat on tv, so this was kind of a 'bucket list' experience.  What was super fun was the gravitas with which the wait staff discussed the cuisine.  I've in all seriousness heard less serious debates on Darfur. The merits of various types of BBQ were parsed down to the smallest detail and the 'Mixologist' (he called himself this without the slightest hint of shame or snark) made me an amazing cocktail that when he described the ingredients to me my response was simply 'I didn't understand most of the words you just said to me but it's delicious'.

Sorry this one is short but I've got to go pack.  Tomorrow we head to Florida because it's simply not hot enough this far north.  We need surface of the sun temperatures.  We'll be vacationing in the 'Redneck Riviera" aka Destin Fl.  Actually we'll be in Rosemary Beach with the kids and my Mother in Law.  I feel sure there will be stories.  I'll bring the computer.  Oh, and lots of vodka.