Wednesday, February 2, 2011

What you want to know, really?

I love facebook. It's a profoundly great way to keep in contact with people from college and high school, the old neighborhood and friends who have moved away to other countries and other corners of the US. I can even keep in touch with people inadvertantly.  Even though I can't think of the word for that I will just invoke a word my husband uses and lives by, efficiency.  However, there are bits of strangeness I experience in Facebook too. For example, I posted a little status message about my daughter having the flu to which a thought might quietly sweep a reader's head like, "Yeah, we had it too.  Or, gross, don't tell me about it.  Or jeepers it happens to everyone move on with it."  But then, one friend adds, "Too bad. What kind of flu?"  To which begs the question, scientifically and medically, which are two areas I'm not inclined enough to navigate, there are different strains of flu...but I think it connotes vomit and tummy ache for sure, least said friend should want to know more??  Should anyone else want to know more?? Should you want to know more.  Should I want to tell you or my friend more? Did I say too much. It's those little things that make facebook weird and funny.  But, it is great. Fabulous and fun.  I didn't answer.  I'm sure the question isn't dangling in her mind anymore either.  It's all good.

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