Block Promoted Tweets
Want to use my Twitter blocked list of Promoted Tweeters and, in general, all around sucky “people” (I use the term loosely, since a lot of these people are things like soda pop and/or drive thru tacos)?
No problem! Just download my list and save it to your computer, then heard over to Twitter. Go to your account settings, click Blocked Accounts–>Advanced Options–>Import A List. Done.
Congratulations! You’re now on your way toward making Twitter a little less crappy.
Also, check back every few days or whenever you feel like it, because I’m constantly adding new promoted spammers to the list.
NOTE: This list is very likely to contain accounts you might not want blocked. I block the account of every Promoted Tweet forcibly inserted into my feed, regardless of its content.
I don’t have a problem with ads on Twitter. I would be happy to stop maintaining this list, if Twitter would just run ads for what they are, rather than by trying to pass them off as content I asked for or in any way indicated that I want.
Promoted Tweets are not content. They’re hidden ads, and Twitter keeps trying to make them harder to detect.
THIS IS NOT OK.
Get your shit together, Twitter.
UPDATE: Twitter is now splitting my export into two .csv files, however the two files are exactly the same. Every one of the 5,000 fields is identical. I’m wondering if maybe the export cap is 5,000 accounts, although that wouldn’t explain the need to split it into two identical files. Very strange.
I’ll give it a few days and try again. See if anything changes.
Blocked Spam Accounts (so far)
September 9, 2015: 5,000
August 24, 2015: 4,681
July 28, 2015: 4,309
July 3, 2015: 4,000
June 28, 2015: 3,916
June 19, 2015: 3,811
June 17, 2015: 3,764
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NOTE: I know times are hard and yeah, I need to make a living too, but if you want to read any of my books but can't afford to buy them right now, hit me up.
I'll take care of it.
Humor | Nonfiction
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Have you ever lived through an experience that was so humiliating that you wanted to die, but when you tell it to all your friends, they can't stop laughing?
Have you ever made a decision that seemed like a good idea at the time, but you're still living with the hilarious consequences years later?
If so, then grab a snack, get comfortable, and prepare to have all of your own poor life choices seem just a little bit more bearable.
You're welcome.
Short Stories
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The nine stories of rage and sadness collected here range from the most intimate of human experiences to the wildest realms of magic and fantasy. The first story is a violent gut-punch to the soul, and the rest of them just hit harder from there.
Those who tough it out will find a book filled with as much hope as despair, a constant contradiction pulling you from one extreme to another.
Life might knock us down, over and over, and will the beat the ever-loving snot out of us from the time we're old enough to give it attitude until the day we finally let it win and stop getting up.
Always get back up.
Gaming | Nonfiction
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This isn't just a book. It's a portal to other worlds where there be magic and dragons and hilarious pirates. Okay, not really. But this book is about those portals, except they're called video games.
The Life Bytes series of books take a deep dive into one man's personal journey through childhood into kinda/sorta being a responsible, competent adult as told through the magical lens of whatever video games he was playing at the time.
Part One starts way back in 1975 and meanders down various digital pathways until, oh, around about 1993 or so.
If you're feeling nostalgic for the early days of gaming or if you just want to understand why the gamer in your life loves this hobby so much, take a seat in your favorite comfy chair and crack this bad boy open.
I'll try to not be boring.
Horror
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What you are about to read is not a story. There is no beginning, middle, or end.
What follows is nothing more than a series of journal entries involving shadow people, sleep paralysis, and crippling fear. It’s not pretty, it doesn’t follow story logic, and nothing works out well in the end.
You've been warned.
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