Monday, December 17, 2012

The cheese said to tell you....

Everyone, look at the camera, smile pretty, and say, "Faceboookkk!!!"  What?  What happened to cheese?  I bet cheese is pretty pissed about this.  

"Damned Facebook!"

I have left the online social community.  Again.  Don't judge me.  For some of us, it's much like giving up coffee.  Or makeup.  For others, maybe it's a little joining a monastery and taking a vow of silence, especially for those of us who are somewhat averse to ever shutting up.  Essentially, that's what it is - a vow of social silence.  This time my online sobriety is holding out.  I'm 16 days Facebook sober now, and feeling great.  Thanks, group.  Also, rather than deactivate my account, I deleted it this time, so once I hit day 14, there was no going back.  When I turned my account off, the reaction was quick and confused.  Some phone calls, a few texts  - "What happened to you?!"  "Where did you go?"  "Did you die???"  I have to admit, it was a nice change of pace from a poke or a listless "LOL."  I am told my witty remarks and rampant cleverness are missed, but folks, do you really care that I burned the toast?  That I hate pickles?  If the answer is yes, then the question is, "Why?"  And if you do have a valid reason for wondering these things, these and other useless tidbits, call me.  Shoot me an email.  It's ohno7ate9@gmail.com, if your amongst those not already in the know.  Or even if you are in the know, it's still ohno7ate9@gmail.com.  It's not really a conditional email address.

But for all my bluster, I do miss it just a little.  I feel out of the loop, like the whole world is happening around the rock under which I now call home.  And actually, it should be the opposite.  I'm more engaged in the world around me rather than the pretty cyber-scenery people create, a glazed half-life with bright sprinkles (much like a doughnut, really - sweet and fun but full of empty calories with a hole in the middle).

I'll close now with that Gumpism.  Everyone be well, and happy!