Pilot Post

It's tough to be the first post on any blog but I'll attempt to start things off.

I'm addicted to facebook.  I never thought that it could happen to me.  I'm forty years old, I have a wife and kids and I played high school football.  In fact, I once mocked fellow facebookers.  Simply put, I thought it was a lame way to communicate with people. I thought it was solely for high school kids to get themselves in trouble for posting stupid, drunk pictures of themselves.

Now, I can't wait to see if old classmates accepted my "friend requests", wrote on my "wall" or sent me "bumper stickers".  I've contacted people that I haven't talked to in over twenty-five years.  In fact, I've contacted people that I might not talk to if we were in the same crowded room.

I love the randomness of selecting "facebook friends."  It's too funny.  I look at at a list of old friends/acquaintances/classmates and eventually determine who I want to be my new "e-friend" and others that I prefer to ignore (for the time being).  There is usually no specific rhyme or reason.  After the "friend request", there's still no guarantee that my selection will accept my generous invitation. Likewise, it's often comical to see which person "friend requests" me.  I have yet to ignore any such request.  Although, I suspect that I've actually been ignored a couple of time.  People can be so cruel. 

Sadly, I find it impossible not to get competitive with my sisters (just two of 'em) over the number of "facebook friends" that we've compiled - I totally admit to "jacking" their friends.  I realize that this is shallow and it perhaps goes against the true spirit of facebook.  I'm working on this... However, my sisters are clearly way more competitive than myself.  So, there are sicker people out there...

I'm still trying to makes sense of this whole facebook concept.  At times, I feel like an old man trying to navigate the site.  I'm certainly glad that I've reconnected with a lot of great people. That being said, I still can't help feeling a bit pathetic; anxiously waiting to see if someone truly wants to be my "e-friend."  Like a modern day Willie Loman, hoping to be liked and accepted by all.