It’s like standing on a ladder wearing a kilt and nothing else, bending over and bearing your soul for the universe to see. That might be good. But it probably is mostly bad.
It’s pictures of people you don’t want to see. It’s stories about people you don’t even know. It’s political points of view that litter your in box like so much trash blowing out of a garbage truck.
FACEBOOK, You can have it.
It’s a place for you to let everyone know that you are baking cookies and using deodorant again. Good for you.
It’s a place for you to ruminate enigmatically and cyber-sigh to the world. Good for you.
You think this person is the only one? Get real!
I’ve read that FACEBOOK has caused marriages to break up and infidelity to rekindle. Anything that seems so safe, often has a dark side, and so does FACEBOOK.
FACEBOOK was fun in the beginning when I had 10 friends. These were high school and college buddies I had lost over time. Now I have hundreds of friends. I don’t know who any of these people are. Because I don’t know them, I don’t say much or spend much time talking on FACEBOOK.
If you like FACEBOOK, good for you.
All I’m saying is; I’m old school. Give me email, and a cell phone. If you hear from me once a month, and I’m actually talking to you about YOU and not asking for a donation to the Leprechaun’s Ball, then you know I am really YOUR friend. I have a face and a book, but I don’t need either to be your friend.
AND THAT IS “FACEBOOKIN” CRAZY