Alright - I own up. I've finally succumbed and become one of the trillions of geeks involved in the latest phenomenon of Facebook!
I've made friends with friends I already have (what?) and swapped inane messages on the"Wall" with Karleigh, Andi, Kevin and others too numerous to mention.
I've put a picture on my entry and seen lots of pics of my younger friends at drunken parties - sometimes showing off under the affluence of incahol.
I've invited them all to view this blog - perhaps they will, perhaps they won't. I won't know unless they post comments.
I've joined various causes, including the "I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue appreciation society" and one that purports to support the Buddhist monks in Burma.
I've done all this and yet - I still don't know what its all for . . .
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Char's read your blog :) and is enterainted/amused thus far :)
I remember once, as a young child, sitting in a garden in Bristol while my brother was being born. A wasp flew past and I made some comment about how much I hated wasps. My Uncle asked me: "Why don't you like wasps?" "Well," I replied (I was clearly a very articulate toddler), "I'm not sure what they are for."
"What they are for?," my uncle exclaimed in surprise, "Why do they need to be FOR anything?"
Today, I get to say the same back. Facebook isn't FOR anything (though it has many uses it can be put to). It's just THERE and, unlike wasps, it's bloomin good fun!
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