{"id":123,"date":"2008-10-24T23:59:59","date_gmt":"2008-10-25T03:59:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/2008\/10\/24\/twitter-digest-2008-10-24\/"},"modified":"2008-10-24T23:59:59","modified_gmt":"2008-10-25T03:59:59","slug":"twitter-digest-2008-10-24","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/2008\/10\/24\/twitter-digest-2008-10-24\/","title":{"rendered":"Twitter Digest – 2008-10-24"},"content":{"rendered":"

craving some periwinkle blue…. #<\/a><\/li>\n
i have tried, in my way, to be free #<\/a><\/li>\n
gotta feed the cats, gotta feed the cats… and then it’s back back back to banner purgatory. (drugs are good for me.) #<\/a><\/li>\n
all right all right all right. the ramones are a pretty good late night listening choice. #<\/a><\/li>\n
listening to the basil poledouris “conan the barbarian” soundtrack. epic wins. (didn’t realize he died in 2006…) #<\/a><\/li>\n
this track is called “the tree of woe” which is a pretty great name. must renew energy reserves… delicious lemony tea go #<\/a><\/li>\n
“We accept you, one of us! Gooble Gobble!” #<\/a><\/li>\n
my mouse hand hurts. nevertheless, onward… once more into the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! #<\/a><\/li>\n
*unto the breach. unto, not into… #<\/a><\/li>\n
money doesn’t talk, it swears (and my check for this week better be a right blue streak) #<\/a><\/li>\n
this water tastes like milk. i distrust such water. #<\/a><\/li>\n
just keep on truckin. trucks are necessary. #<\/a><\/li>\n
haven’t blinked in hours. must remember to do that. #<\/a><\/li>\n
can this really be the end? to be stuck inside of mobile with the memphis blues again… #<\/a><\/li>\n
just one more set of banners… these are the tough ones, though. t-minus 4.5 hours. #<\/a><\/li>\n
@documentingme THEY DREW FIRST BLOOD, SIR. they drew first blood… #<\/a><\/li>\n
@documentingme you have summed up the situation rather well. #<\/a><\/li>\n
“Well, I might look like Robert Ford \/
\nBut I feel just like a Jesse James.” — Bob Dylan #<\/a><\/li>\n
Man, wet cat food is seriously repugnant. #<\/a><\/li>\n
@tofermoran i met a young child beside a dead pony #<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
craving some periwinkle blue…. # i have tried, in my way, to be free # gotta feed the cats, gotta feed the cats… and then it’s back back back to banner purgatory. (drugs are good for me.) # all right all right all right. the ramones are a pretty good late night listening choice. # […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[130],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-123","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-twitter"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/123","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=123"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/123\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=123"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=123"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=123"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}