Sunday, February 21, 2010
I don't really get the whole purpose of Facebook. If someone is my friend, I talk to them in person, on the phone, with instant messages and with e-mail. I never understood the need to talk openly on some wall. But, I did break down and put up a page. A few of my high school buddies convinced me that it would be a way for some of my friends from way back then to find me. I'm not sure I want to be found, but I let them talk me into starting one. There is no connection to POd on it but don't worry, you aren't missing anything. The only thing there so far are a couple of miscellaneous pictures with no people included. I did look for some old friends once or twice but never bothered to contact them. And, the few that contacted me, are listed as friends but we aren't keeping up either.
I thought I was young in spirit but I'm not young enough to get with this new way of keeping in touch. I don't care who ate broccoli for dinner and how many minutes someone spent in the bathroom. I'm just not cool enough to get it.
(Pictures from the Vortex Bar, Atlanta Georgia--Too old for Facebook but not too old for a beer in a fun place like this.)