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In my relentless pursuit of communication excellence, I have set up an account on Facebook, which has recently opened up to adults and businesses, as well as sexual predators.
So far, I have three friends: two relatives who live in North Dakota and one guy who came to dinner Saturday and showed off his iPhone, a pretty cool device, which I will have to wait several years before acquiring.
The best thing about Facebook so far is that I could wish a person I know who'll be 16 next week Happy Birthday without having to send a card (or a present, which I had actually stopped doing when it became apparent that what I thought would be fun for him actually wasn't).
Also, I gave my two relatives in North Dakota "gifts," which are sort of like decals you e-stick on their "walls." I gave one a horse, since she's studying to be a vet, and I gave the other a birthday cake, since it was his birthday a couple days ago.
Even better was getting in touch with a nephew, whose parents and I aren't in touch anymore, and learning that he's starting at the University of Delaware in late August and can't wait.
So it's all good. I'm hoping that my daughter won't think I'm spying on her. She has like a million friends, which anybody, including me, can see, but her profile, etc. is closed.
That's how I could find my two relatives in North Dakota, and my nephew in Delaware (who didn't seem to want to be a friend), and how I knew how to message them in such a cool way in the first place.
If you want to be my friend, there's still room on my list.
So far, I have three friends: two relatives who live in North Dakota and one guy who came to dinner Saturday and showed off his iPhone, a pretty cool device, which I will have to wait several years before acquiring.
The best thing about Facebook so far is that I could wish a person I know who'll be 16 next week Happy Birthday without having to send a card (or a present, which I had actually stopped doing when it became apparent that what I thought would be fun for him actually wasn't).
Also, I gave my two relatives in North Dakota "gifts," which are sort of like decals you e-stick on their "walls." I gave one a horse, since she's studying to be a vet, and I gave the other a birthday cake, since it was his birthday a couple days ago.
Even better was getting in touch with a nephew, whose parents and I aren't in touch anymore, and learning that he's starting at the University of Delaware in late August and can't wait.
So it's all good. I'm hoping that my daughter won't think I'm spying on her. She has like a million friends, which anybody, including me, can see, but her profile, etc. is closed.
That's how I could find my two relatives in North Dakota, and my nephew in Delaware (who didn't seem to want to be a friend), and how I knew how to message them in such a cool way in the first place.
If you want to be my friend, there's still room on my list.
posted by Howard Junker at 7:08 AM
1 Comments:
For some reason, I'm currently boycotting Facebook. That's right - it's a form of protest for which I have not defined any solid reason. Probably more than anything, I am resisting having to set up and manage yet one more account. LinkedIn, by contrast, appeals to my career-building side. But Facebook just smacks of popularity contest to me. Wife loves it, keeps encouraging me. Some day, I'll probably break down and join. Or maybe not. Maybe by not defining my reasons well I have strengthened my resolve.
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