I use Twitter and for some reason, people follow me. I guess uploading blurry photos of some kind of pavement-sky-shaved leg-bike content means people are willing to invest a few seconds to see where "great ride in the West Hills" leads to. To each their own, I guess.
Found this hilarious set of graphs this morning explaining the truth behind Twittter/Twatter/I'm with Coco. Snorted coffee up my nose, which is an absolute kick-start to one's day.