This might be a dumb question, but I want to know. In the past three weeks, three of my friends and a cousin have all sent me emails to "Check out my new Facebook page" Do I have to have an account? I don't want another account, but would like to see their pictures and stuff.
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You could do what Liz and I do: We ask Andrew about Roby's Facebook page and Roby about Andrew's Facebook page and then laugh with them about the funny stuff. I'd volunteer for a root canal before I'd revisit Facebook. Don't get me wrong though, I have nothing against mental masturbation, but this site and our other are all I need anymore. Maybe I'm not as potent as I once was.
Emma, some people's pages are open to the public, and others are private.
face book is one of those things you have to join because every other bastard you know is doing it
just make an account. I have had people from high school I hadn't remembered existed find me and it's quite fun. Plus, if LP goes to college, he'll be there and it's a nice way to make contact.
my son has be blocked on face book lol
How many accounts will we finally have to sign up for? There is one now for those interested in astronomy called SpaceBook and another for the religiously incined called GraceBook. And Bert has just emailed me about one--subject obivious--called Titters. Where does it end?
Ded, it can't end unless there's one big application that lets you see everyone, all the time, at once. And will that be nirvana, or perdition?
Mrs. Tree, interesting question, nirvana or perdition? Any chance this splits along political affiliation?
Quite honestly, I'm happy with a simple hello once a day, from a friend or stranger.
"How many accounts will we finally have to sign up for?"
exactly. It's madness
Hey, Dick. Hello! From a friend. :)
I enjoyed freaking out my daughter when she found out I was on Facebook and I have noticed that she's been very quiet on FB lately...LOL. In some ways, it's nice to see what the people you went to high school/college with are doing these days, other days it's not.
I don't really see various modes of communication as an obligation. If you want to see pictures of your family and friends, you sign up for an account where they hang out. Or not.
Bert, probably neither nirvana nor perdition.
FaceBook, Twitters, Nirvana, Perdition. This stuff puts me in mind of Robert Creeley's old poem:
Here is
where there
is
Hello, Verb!
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