Facebook is so odd. I am tempted to call it “fakebook.” Half the time, people are not doing what they claim they are doing! For instance, someone will say, “So-and-so … is baking chocolate chip cookies with the kids,” or “So-and-so … is out in the 103 degree Texas heat, washing the Mustang.” I want to say, “Better get back to those kids before they eat all the cookie dough straight out the bowl,” or “Dude, I want a waterproof laptop, too.”
Aren’t people distracted by their cell phones or computers, not actually focused on doing what they are doing? Yet, no one ever challenges these wild claims of juggler’s finesse. Hey, I ain’t hatin’. I am just curious, because I am still relatively new to the FB phenomenon. Help me get it.
Just be aware that if you and I are ever playing Spades, and you start to Tweet something like, ” … playing Spades with Nika,” I will whisper, “Maybe you should tell ’em you just lost, because I was still playing—playing your hand, in fact—while you were thumbing about it on your phone.” Letting you know in advance.
I appreciate facebook anyway, because it is a place to share our smallest serendipities, our nickels on the pavement, which we might not tell otherwise. And we might not stop to pick up nearly as many, if we didn’t know we were going to have a forum in which to share them.