Face off

Now that they’ve given us The Social Network, a box office hit and a very good film that I’d like to see again, the Facebook enterprise has surely jumped the shark, prompting me to deactivate my account lest I be associated with yet another tacky mainstream addiction that now feels as Cutting Edge as an AOL chatroom. Of course, one could say the same for Blogger, but I’m fatigued from keeping up with all these new outlets bent on nurturing ADHD. As my website has stalled out of apathy, this blog is where I’ll hang my hat… for the meantime, at any rate. And if my FB “friends” are truly just that, they’ll have no problem visiting me here.

    In order to better detox you from the FB experience, allow me to provide a few of that site’s typical posts which you may, through the link below, comment on. It is unfortunate that Blogger does not offer the thumb’s up “like” icon, a viable alternative in those times when one feels like a drooling, slack-jawed moron, someone akin to Jeff Goldblum’s hooligan in Death Wish (where he wore a Jughead-style felt crown and moaned “I’m gonna do a thiiing” while spray painting graffiti). So flex your mind around these witty, FB-style entries with a few Twitter Tweets thrown in for good measure, and become one with the networking universe:

Flickhead is feeling anxious.

…has his doubts.

…feels writer’s block coming on. Can you relate?

…just had the plumber in. There goes another $100.

Awful depressed after Social Network.

…watched the new David Lynch, and is baffled.

Sees how things could turn out.

Doesn’t like what he’s seeing.

“What poetry,” as Stanley Kowalski once ruminated.