Peckish — Stop tweets about what we eat!
So in case you haven’t noticed, blogs are so 2007 (I mean, I can’t even believe you’re reading this, are you in a cave?) These days all the cool kids twitter. But even cool kids run out of things to say, and when all else fails, most people talk about what they had for Lunch. In fact, the latest round of Forrester Research tweets contained more references to tuna sandwiches than experience strategies and knowledge management combined. So if your twitter stream is bit heavy on the mayo, and you’re more interested in meat that’s not between two slices of bread, what you need is Peckish.
With Peckish you can auto-magically filter out all food-eating references in your twitter stream. Twinkees, gone. Mr. Pibb, gone. matzah-brei, gone. Decide your twitter appetite and put your tweet intake on a diet.
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Posted: November 30th, 2008 under 2.0, control.
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