I went ahead and did it. I did the dirty deed, committed the heinous act, fell victim to peer pressure, soiled my soul, stuck my finger in the naughty place...
I joined Facebook last Friday.
Back when I was thinking about jumping on the band wagon the first time around Grant from Swiftwick said I'd be on Facebook in less than 30 days. Well that was June 9th, so I'm happy to say Grant was wrong, but I'm always happy to say that, and luckily Grant gives me lots of opportunities for happiness.
I had my reasons to be assimilated into the Facenation. Too many of my pain-in-the-ass "friends" don't communicate with the outside world unless it's via Facemail. Too many companies are only putting out info via the Facedevil, and I'm being left outta the loop. Well, I was never in the loop, but if I wanna see what people are doing within said loop this is my only way to step on a stool and look over the shoulders of the loopers. This will also be an excellent way to continue to stalk certain people who deep down wish I had the time to stalk them in a more personal manner, but due to the overwhelming number of people I stalk I just don't have the time anymore.
So now I'm out there. Some people figured out that I was out there before I told anybody I was out there... further evidence that Facebook is being run by the devil. So go ahead and "be my friend", but understand that this is not a "friends with benefits" scenario. The Pie says this would be a frowned upon activity. Instead we can be friends in a really weird electronic manner where you tell me when you're eating ice cream, stuck in traffic, waiting in line at the post office, or have nothing really to talk about so you want to let me know you have nothing to talk about.
And I will not, I repeat NOT, post nude pictures of myself no matter how much you beg for them. I mean, if I get enough requests, then sure, but I'm not doing it for just a few people.
And since I didn't exactly give you a full week of post ORAMM glory on Friday...
Feel free to print that off and put it on your cubicle wall for motivation.
Monday, August 3
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Sell OUT!!
Did you join the Gunnar Shogren Fan Club yet?
wv = uphonch
He has a fan club?
I gotta get one of those.
man, FB is so dangerous! mark my words....Freaks from your past will come back to haunt you! super scary! run away...run away
Dicky,
Now that you are on Facebook do you think you will be as fast as this guy?
http://www.speedgoat.com/blog.asp
What say you?
probably not....
but I'll probably find out at Shenandoah.
Nice, another hold-out bites the dust. I can claim to have successfully avoided myspace, but found myself with a constant bombardment of requests to join from friends. By constant I mean about 5-10 automated requests made by facebook after they pilfered my email address from an unsuspecting friend who let the dirty bastids look into their address book.
I will have to stalk you on facebook now...
I know I'm hurting your feelings by typing this, but I rode with Bill Nye Saturday at the 101 (he had a butt ugly jersey on too) - we suffered together for a while until he dropped a chain - then I never saw him again. He may have passed me while my head was down walking up a hill. What's his real name (assuming he's not the real Bill Nye)?
Oh yeah, what's with the brown turds on your ORAMM rotor/trophy dealie?
I'm not sure Bill Nye want's his other alias to be made public, but who cares. His other name it Ryan Kleman... or Ry Ankleman... not sure.
If I was a better photographer (or more patient) you would see that they are leaves that say "2009 ORAMM".
I hope his anonymity is protected for sake of your national security - he told me he worked in a nuke plant . . . his green glow confirmed that.
those leaves still look like turds to me
cheers
word verification: mornads
- do you really need more nads?!?
Would Big Chuck and Little John get on facebook?
yes.
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