Let's just say it: I'm obsessed with Martha Stewart's tweets.
I'm getting the hang of Twitter. Slowly. Now that it updates my Facebook status, I like it a lot better because I'm not duplicating efforts--I hate duplicating efforts.
I love following (note: this is not the same as stalking) Martha. Today she's traveled from Hollywood to the Texas panhandle where she's touring some kind of factory:
"feedlots everywhere, 66 miles from new mexico, 100 miles from okla. beef, oil, tilt rotors, bomb disablement all here."
I imagine Martha driving solitary down a two-lane stretch of dusty Texas highway (I mean, next to her driver), tweeting as the existential experience of America's nothingness moves her.