Saturday, January 8, 2011

facebook

Don't know if any of you are interested, but I can be found on
facebook. (<<<--- click here)

All you have to do is send me a friend request... and if you tell me who you are, (which is extremely helpful, considering my tendency towards doofus-ness) I'll add you forthwith... okay?

8 comments:

Homestay Mama said...

Does that mean you'll be blogging less?

Pam said...

I already found you :)

Fruitcake Sandy said...

This pretty well sums up my Facebook experience ... I like blogging!!!

When I bought my "Smart Phone" I thought about the 30-year business I ran with 1800 employees, all without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos, pictures and communicates with Facebook and Twitter. I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13 grandkids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.

That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree, Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and something that sends every message to my cell phone and ev ery other program within the texting world.

My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.

The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it's red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.

I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-u-lating." You would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then if I made a right turn instead. Well, it was not a good relationship.

When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy, the GPS lady, at least she loves me.

To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have run around digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.

The world is just getting too complex for me.. They even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them in with me.

Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare at me with a blank look. I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, No, but I do toot a lot."

Fruitcake Sandy said...

My apologies, Kate, for the lengthy 'rant' I posted yesterday ...

Marjie said...

Is doofusness a word? Do the dictionary people know about it?

And who the hell is Fruitcake Sandy? That is one of the funniest rants I've read for a while!

And I've resisted Facebook. I don't want my idiot mother to find me and friend me. Sad story for another day.

Tatersmama said...

Homestay Mama... NO! I'll still be blogging! The only difference is that the blogging is like finding the time to enjoy a lovely home-cooked meal, vs fb being like only having the time to grab a quick burger. I'm going nowhere, I assure you! :)
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Pam... Your friend request is what triggered this post, actually! I want to be able to keep up - even if only minimally - with blogging friends!
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Fruitcake Sandy.... I love blogging too... but sometimes I just can't the time to sit down and do what I want to do. I usually only have 5 minutes here or there, so I turn to facebook to keep tabs on friends - including quite a few bloggy mates.
And as far as the rant? Hun, I LOVE it, so please don't apologize!
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Marjie... Yes, doofus is actually a word - though I added the "ness" to it.. lol!
doo·fus (dfs)
n. pl. doo·fus·es Slang
An incompetent, foolish, or stupid person.[Perhaps blend of doof, fool (from Scots) and goofus, fool (from goof).]

I'll send you an email regarding fb and privacy... okay? ;)

Sniffles and Smiles said...

How about let's be doofusses together :-)) Love you, lady!!! Just wanted to say that HERE ...you know I tell you that THERE!!! ~Janine xoxo

Terry said...

Howdy
Just wanted to check in and see how the old blog world was running now that your on facebook :)
take care
Until next time
Happy Trails


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