I’ve got a monkey on my back. And its name is Facebook.
Oh, believe me…I know I’m probably too old for these social networking sites. I set up a MySpace page a few years ago but it annoyed me. A visit to a friends page was often an assault. Loud music blaring through my computer speakers barely before the page finished loading.
But Facebook….ah….so clean and crisp and quiet.
I jumped on it a few weeks ago, mainly to network with church people and podcasters; but now I go online to find former colleagues, classmates and buddies. It’s tougher to find people in Facebook but that’s a good thing.
So far I’ve got about 40 friends on Facebook. Most of them are former classmates in college and current business and work associates. I’ve not found many people using Facebook in Memphis but then again, it’s hard to find people without invitations. I have found a good number of friends in Memphis through Linked-In which is a cool networking tool too.
But Facebook is where it’s at. I never thought I’d get all a twitter to learn what someone I know is doing at “that precise moment” but I’m finding that I check the updates on Facebook to learn just that. I don’t know why.
But if you read this blogsquat and you have a Facebook account, look me up sometime. Gimme a poke. I don’t know what that means exactly and I can’t tell you how to find my profile, but a search of my name ought to call up only a few people who spell it the same way.
Go ahead…try it. But don’t be surprised if you like it too much.