A buddy and I had a brief exchange recently about twitter follower counts, and at one point he expressed admiration for mine. Now, I’ll be the first to admit I don’t get it. Sure, I used to perform work that drew in quite a few of the curious, but lately I’ve just been bellyaching about my health and taking potshots at politicians. You know, typical cranky old guy stuff. You’d think the crowd would have gotten off my virtual lawn by now.