So I'm on the B75 bus this morning, because that's just the kind of elitist I am, and this very hefty gentleman (n.b., I am aware that by referring to someone as "very hefty" I am possibly cruising for some serious pot-calling-kettle action, but trust me, the man made me look like Nick Cave) folds up his Daily News, turns to me (I'm playing poker on my Blackberry) and says, without so much as an "excuse me," "Do you know what Twitter is?"
"No, sorry, I don't."
"It's this new thing on the internet," he says, by way of explanation.
"No, I don't know anything about it."
"I have to find out what it is."
"I'm sorry, I can't help you. Oh, here's my stop."
It's like the internet is all the kids can talk about these days. Last week, on the same bus, a guy was on his cell explaining to someone about how (and this is verbatim) "N***as can get guns on the internet." He seemed mildly enthusiastic about this prospect, but demurred on reflecting that the whole thing "might be some kind of set-up by the feds."