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I know saying this now is the equivalent to shouting 'WHASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSUP' a good two years after those irritating adverts, but really is great craic. Seriously.

In the last year or so, I've learned more about a handful of musicians and celebrities I'm intrigued by or admire than I would by watching (or doing!) any number of "insightful" interviews. I know what they're like when they're not in work mode - when they're off the leash and able to say what's °ù±ð²¹±ô±ô²âÌýon their mind. And it turns out most of them are reassuringly daft, insecure and... well, human. Twitter makesÌýeveryone lookÌýhuman.

My favourite twit is . Mostly he posts up utter nonsense - gibberish about what he's eating and distress at what's on TV or what's not in the mini-bar. Surprisingly entertaining stuff. But he's at his best when he's raging and at his best again when he's raging at some poor kid. You see, Calvin Harris checks who's mentioned his name. Religiously.ÌýOnce, a grumpy teenager slagged him off, as you would if you're... well, a grumpy teenage. Calvin replied with something along the lines of "how many number one singles have you had? That's right... none!!"

So Calvin is insecure, easily wound up and gets into pointless online rows with people he shouldn't pay any attention to. Like quite a few of us, I'd imagine.

The latest person to unveil a vaguely unpleasant side to their personality was legendary DJ . Convinced his Berlin counterpart had stolen and released a sampleÌýFelix hadÌýoriginally recordedÌýwith P Diddy, Felix briefly lost his mind, posting up after of unadulterated bile for all the world to see. Don't get me wrong - if anything I love Felix even more afterÌýfinding out thatÌýhis temper (and indeed hisÌý) is as bad as mine.

Then you've . The Chic frontman, in his 50s, is never done spreading the love. before ATL even had the review up - that really is saying something.

As for the tabloid-y end of Twitter - car crash conversations between the likes of and are always fun. Just today she was getting the boot into his show, personally . All the while, . Boke.

Some celebs spend too much time on Twitter. , for a start. I know way too much about this man. If I met him in the street, I could talk to him for hours. But then again he seems to spend half his time online talking to absolute strangers and making with random members of the public. It's admirable. No disrespect to the likes of , but she's an example of someone who avoids the randoms and only seems to speak to her peers - in this case . Her updates are a treasure trove of great newÌýtuneage, though.

What makes all this so much fun is the fact it's so easy to get involved. Without much effort, I've had direct (and public) replies from a couple of my favourite DJs ( and ). Obviously they have no idea who I am, but thought my comment on a track or whatever was somehow worth acknowledging. Best of all, I've had a full on conversation with a man who is literally my number one hero and my favourite human - Mr . We discussed and . It was the most excited I've been in front of a computer screen in my life.

But to sum up, let me tell you about the most brilliantly ludicrous celeb encounter I'll ever have. Once, I told , (yes, ) about the album. Everyone saw. I felt like a made man.

Thanks Twitter, you made that day.

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note: for ATL updates via Twitter, go . For the unedited rantings of a lunatic, go .