The last man on Earth to join Facebook ...

I saw how your fantasy golf team did in the first round. Don't you mean "faceb00k?"

 

Facebook is so odd when you think about it. You're basically building a monument to yourself. It's the ultimate cyber-form of gratifying your own ego. It's the internet version of "look at me! look at me!"

It's so damn cool though! The whole six degrees of separation going through the friends list is pretty mind-blowing.

Having seen much of my high school graduating class for the first time in 20 years via profile pix, I am confident my ability to get laid is about what it was in 1989. Which is to say ... not at all.

 

It's basically just a Rolodex for my generation. If I know you and ever think I may need to contact you at any point in the next million years, you're on my list. But my real e-mail isn't there, and neither is my cell.

That said, the only reason I ever considered going to my 10-year reunion was to see who got fat. On that point, Facebook saved me the trouble.

 

For a time, I had Noneya listed as my cell phone number. If I needed two fields, I might have done something like Noneya Business.

I emphatically do not believe in putting your cell phone number on the Web, even if that part of your Facebook profile is Friends Only. There's ALWAYS the chance that information will get into the wrong hands.

The way I see it, if someone on Facebook really wants my cell phone number, he or she can always message me for it. Depending on the person, I still reserve the right to not send my number to him or her.

 

Not on and have no desire to be. Whenever I think about it, such as last week when one of the leaders of my son's Scout troop posted a bunch of summer camp pictures on his Facebook page, I remember that I've received e-mails from two of the relatives I despise the most inviting me to join Facebook so I can be their "friend." The last thing on earth I want is to give them (and others I really don't want to connect with) another way to find me.

And, by the way, I'm not just a man, I'm Da Man.

 

No Facebook, no Twitter. I still prefer vehicles with manual transmissions.

Guess I'm already old.

 

I'm not on. Don't care to be. I e-mail friends all the time and have a blog I update about twice a week if anyone else wants to know what I'm up to here in N Africa.

But I have one friend who keeps pestering me. She e-mailed again last night. She suggested making up a fake e-mail just for FB, then sent me a sample post to see what I was "missing."

It didn't tempt me. At all. Is it that I'm shallow, or not shallow enough, that I don't want someone's "Hey, this is what I'm making for dinner" entry?

And how does it work, anyway? Do you have another e-mail you have to check? Perhaps I'll set up one and never check it. Would that satisfy all parties?

 

I joined a couple weeks ago, and really not digging it a whole lot (stuff for a different thread).

But I do have a question - when I joined, I put some pics of the family up. Then one more a week later. When I posted that one, it posted on the wall of all my friends.

I don't want to do that. I just want to post some more pictures, so people who go to my profile can see them. When I post, I don't want them shared with everybody... It feels so much like "LOOK AT ME!!!', and I don't want that.

Anyway to post my pics without them going to everyone else's wall?

 

Poin -- I don't recall the exact language it gives, but if you tells you that you have "unpublished" photos, leave them that way. I think when you "publish" the photo it posts to your wall and announces it to all your friends. If you simply put the pictures on your wall and don't publish them they won't show up on your friends' walls.

 

What gets me about friend suggestions is when it's people I know, but I can't stand the person being suggested.

Then again, my former shop requesting me as a Facebook friend creeped me out more...

 

I get a perverse sort of delight in ignoring a friend suggestion of someone I don't like when we have 40 or more friends in common.