Happy birthday!
I don't appreciate FB for making "friend" a verb.
It's not that far off from befriend.
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Happy birthday!
I don't appreciate FB for making "friend" a verb.
It's not that far off from befriend.
I personally would *love* it if FB asked me whether I wanted to befriend people, or told me that someone wanted to befriend me.
I befriend you all--just, here, not on FB. Nothing against those who use it and find it helpful and good, of course, just my own twitchy resistance to input overload. Still loves you!
Happy Birthday, Andi. May the coming year be a good one.
I'm still torn on Facebook. There are a number of people that I would drop because of the disgusting Obama or Guns propaganda, but they are relatives or old friends that the only way I see what is up in their lives is via Facebook. I 'Hide' the offensive stuff, but I still see it momentarily before the hiding, and I am a delicate flower and easily upset by ignorance and hatred.
Facebook doesn't bother me much - if someone annoys me I can unfriend them with no RL repercussions. Because on Facebook I mainly follow you guys and people I know from work! My non-Buffista non-work RL friends are not on FB or never check it. I don't follow people from my past, from high school and college and such. I was following one girl from high school until I got sick of the racist birther lies she was constantly posting before the election. Unfriend and no regrets.
I am waiting for Keith Olbermann to write someone at Facebook HQ and tell them "Dislike" was the word they were looking for.(It seems like something he would do...he wrote a very long letter to Entertainment Weekly for putting him and Dan Patrick ahead of Edward R. Murrow's Harvest of Shame" in TV's Hundred Most Awesome Moments, or some such bullshit, one time. And Harvest of Shame is profound, but it was *entertainment* weekly, not cerebrum weekly. I don't really like FB, yet it does make sharing things(um, at least in the share button sense, not really psychologically, or anything) easier.
With all the crazies out there, I'm almost nostalgic for the '60s refrain of "My country, love it or leave it." Almost.
Finally home. Exhausted. Peeved cats demanding attention (one on shoulder).
It took many hours for Hubby to come out of the anesthesia. He's had spinal operationswith lighter drugs. But the surgeon is very pleased, and he should be out of there tomorrow morniing. And I'm going to bed. With cats.
So glad to hear it, Connie. Been thinking about you and hubby.
Do remember that you can select what types of posts you see from each friend on FB. By which I mean, you can choose to not see any photo posts but still see status updates. You cannot choose between different types of photos, sadly. There are a couple of people I completely unfriended before I realized that. But it has allowed me to keep a couple of people that I would have otherwise had to cut on the grounds that they posted more "I love guns so much I refuse to discuss the actual text of the Second Amendment and the fact that you have read the U.S. Constitution makes you a dirty Marxist Nazi" than I could stomach.
Thank you for the continued birthday wishes, darlings. Oh, hey, one of my cousins have said happy birthday to me.