Right, so -- at the McSweeney's/826 Valencia benefit gig, I mentioned something in the panel discussion about how I'm constantly typing ideas and stuff on my phone when I'm walking around New York. During the break, someone told me about Twitter. I didn't know what that meant. So I ignored the interesting young person and went back to my hotel to be old and normal and continue in my ways. And then in Portland someone told me about it. And in Chicago. And then the next thing you now, I've been all set up to rock you on Twitter. So far I've let nobody in particular know that two homeless drunk men were fighting. You're welcome, America.
DSK
