Here's yet another reason to love Twitter...
So I'm in a bunch of wine clubs. And, when they ship wine, they require an adult signature on delivery. And, half the time, no one's home. So I've always had the wine delivered to my office. But Technorati's no longer my office. And I haven't changed the address with all the clubs. And I take BART to work every day, so I never have a car to go pick it up. So the wine's been piling up there, much to everyone's annoyance. They keep threatening to have a huge party and drink it all.
Today, Teresa called to tell me I had nine (count 'em) boxes there, and that I really had to pick them up. I was aghast. Nine boxes! I immediately did my Twitter penance. Not two minutes later, my pal Kate called me -- she got the twitter on her iPhone. She had her car (big mama German SUV) and was in the neighborhood. She'd be happy to pick it up for me, and drop it off at KEI. Which she did. And, she drove me to the repair shop where my car was, and we transfered the booty to the boot.
So, I love Twitter, and I especially love Kate. What a great day!