Wednesday, September 30, 2009


I’m finding that Facebook is a weird little land. You can quickly connect with people from your past that just pop up into your friend request box. Refresh you page and suddenly there’s your roommate from 1997.

I am now FB friends with my first and only girlfriend Tammy, I escorted her to the Junior High School prom. Don’t worry, I was a perfect gentleman. She’s now in a triad living near Boulder, CO. I then had a friend request from a random Nicole. I had no idea who the heck she was, upon further review I found out that we went to High School together, One of the three I went to. After looking at her profile I had no clue who she was, and since she had the tack to not identifying herself I just responded back say that I wanted to take this opportunity to apologize for ditching her at the prom but, she was really drunk and embarrassing me. She hasn’t responded back.

On the flip side I reconnected with the only guy to plow me in at Ford Mustang. Picture it Denver, 1988. Dave now lives with his longtime companion in Kansas. Is doing amazingly well and has some great video blogs, or vlogs posted.

A month ago I would have said that the only real purpose of Facebook was to find your old classmates and judge how fat they’ve gotten. That and to cyber stock other bloggers but, no there really is better purpose. That being, to find the folks in your life that you should of not ignored whilst you were trying to figure out who you were.


Jeph said...

Loooove your fake response - may I borrow that!?

PS Congrats on the plowing.

Stephen Chapman... said...

Facebook makes stalking so much fun!

Wonder Man said...

Love FB for that reason. You can find anyone.

The Mutant said...

That was almost borderline deep man.

And you got plowed in a 'Stang? That's almost sacreligious and Nirvana-like at the same time. I think you need to expore that further in a future post.

Ben said...

I like that last sentence... very deep.

FB is great for stalking potential bf's too... cruise their pics and find the really hot ones, but ignore the ugly, tripple chin ones.