Ten years on, Twitter sober is Twitter free
Every day I get down on my knees and I thank the Good Lord that there was no Twitter when I was drinking.
There are 105 characters in that line, as you will no doubt be aware, and when I tweeted it last year, I felt that I might be doing someone, somewhere, some good. Perhaps for some tweeter in the depths of a drunken ecstasy, it might serve as a distant note of caution - whatever you want so badly to say, whatever this desperate need to share, just don't.
Personally I have no way of knowing exactly how much trouble I'd be in, given all the opportunities for self-destruction that would have arrived after closing time, and the ominous encroachment of the libel lawyers onto these once- lawless territories.