You Know Facebook is Public, Right?

What’s more fun than Bible verses and classic 80′s movie quotes? Why yes, my Facebook Friends, it’s watching 45-year-old white males embrace social media without really… understanding… the implications.

This came up in my feed the other day, a comment on a stranger’s photo, posted by someone I knew in high school:

“Seeing someone half my age now. Young, tight, spunky, zest for life.”

Whoa. Did he say tight? Do people say that? Out loud in the public square? About women who may or may not have access to broadband? I mean, obviously he’s talking about her overall muscle tone. But still. Tight. It’s not that a girl doesn’t want to hear such a compliment, not even that she doesn’t want you sharing it with your friends. You just might not want to remind her how old, loose, tired, and cynical you are. Especially if you’re broke. Just a suggestion.

Listen, Middle Aged White Guys on Facebook, try to keep up. It’s challenging, I know. It’s just so, I don’t know…  Hard?

Why I Heart Facebook

I heart Facebook, I do. If I could I would marry it and never want for conversation. It can be annoying, sure, but Facebook has given me a tool not only to eavesdropping on others’ conversations and observing their [often significant] lapses in judgment, but also to get to know people I otherwise would not have known. And all from a few status updates. For example, here are a few that came up in my feed this afternoon:

‎”As for God, His way is perfect.” ~Psalm 18:30″

“Who? What? Where?” ~Vinnie Barbarino

“I believe the start of Decorative Gourd Season would be October 1st and extends to the Thanksgiving holiday. Mother fuc&ker. “

And those, my friends, were all posted by the same woman. Did I mention how much I love Facebook?

My Husband is on Facebook

My husband is a reluctant member of Facebook. But he’s slowly warming. The other night he was messing around on his account and got so excited to see the posts coming through his feed.

“Wow, people write stuff on here all the time. No wonder you’re addicted.”

I’m not, but that’s another story.

“I have a lot of friends now. Look at all these friends!”

“Really? How many friends do you have, Babe?”

“I don’t know. How can you tell?”

I told him where to find the number. ”So? How many?”

“Ha!” he said. “I have 30!”

3 Essentials for Battling the Post-Vacay Bulge

If you’re suffering from the thickening of the middle caused by a) cocktails and salty snacks while on vacation, and b) lack of motivation to work out when you got home because of that mountain of laundry… do not despair. I have shared my favorite tips for getting back on the fitness wagon here.

Click here to read Post Vacation Damage Control: Three Essentials for Getting Back on Track

In other news… I am now a big MySpace and Facebook geek!
Won’t you be my friend?