Several days ago someone, I’m not even sure who, I’m not even sure if I really knew them, sent me an email telling me to look at some SCA (medieval) pictures on their facebook page. I was not doing anything at the time…no really…so I clicked the link and discovered that I had to register to actually see the pictures. Perhaps it was the medication I was taking for my tendonitis…perhaps it was the stress of getting ready for Pennsic War…perhaps it was fate…I registered.
What happened next will one day be explained to me by one of my many geek friends. It may take all of them. Who knows?
Facebook reached into my computer, or into my email contact list, or into my brain, I’m still not sure, I’m sometimes computer challenged if you will recall. It reached into something and started pulling the addresses of everyone I send emails to, and everyone they send emails to, and everyone who knows someone who has heard of me, and anyone who might possibly be close to someone who has vaguely recalled a conversation where someone whose names sounds like mine was mentioned…and it added them as friends.
Within minutes I was confirming click, yes that’s a friend, click yes that’s a friend, click…oh no…who is that…oh well…they are a friend now…click…click…click.
Now what? I’m supposed to write in my facebook I suppose…and post pictures and…interact. But I barely find time to post here in the safe cocoon of my blog, where I get an occasional comment. How am I going to find time to write in Facebook? What if it pulls me in? You have seen the nearly seven hundred pieces of jewelry I have made since September haven’t you? Ack! I could get sucked in. Even some of the posts have warned me about wasting hours on Facebook. I don’t have hours…I don’t have minutes. I have furniture to build and surcoats to sew and more shields to paint…
Hey! Can’t I get my Blog to talk to my Facebook page? That would cut down some writing time. When I post this I’m going in to Facebook…if you don’t hear from me in a while…please send a rescue team.