Written on Saturday, January 24, 2009
My addiction to the blog is two years old and I don’t foresee kicking the habit. Fourteen days ago I kicked cigarettes and now I’m planning to kick nicotine gum out the window way ahead of schedule. Whew! Now, is it time to nurture a new addiction? Facebook.com? I’ve never even been a tad interested in anything like it.
Facebook has been the rage, I know. It’s brand new to me, and with a scowl on my face I edited my Facebook profile this morning. A few weeks ago I joined by accident, and now my inbox is filled with great friends who are laughing about my less than enthusiastic reaction. A dear friend posted my profile photo for me and lo and behold, IM’d me! Whaaaat? I thought instant messaging was a pastime for rascally teens and young adults. I loved the diversion!
Facebook. Oh, it’s fun! I was giddy and giggling early in the morning, wondering if Wall to Wall had anything to do with carpet, joined a nature blogging group, and sent a few messages, all within an hour. I can share photos of myself or anything I want with an endless list of hand-picked friends to whom I can send flowers and gifts. Oh, and I was so curious to give someone a Poke. Poking is very cool, especially if you get poked back. “Was it good for you?” “Hell, yeah!” "Gotta cigarette?"
On a more serious note, Facebook is an easy, fun network. Blogging isn’t so easy. Making time to write blog posts and read others’ blogs is quite a challenge for me. How many hours a day can one sit in front of a computer monitor and avoid red eyes and a wide backside? I’m just sayin’.
where there was a pond,
it was quiet.
Let me into that simple,
uncomplicated life, if only for
Cows didn’t seem to care if I looked on
outside the wire
standing in a ditch
alongside the road
as they went about their cow business
feeling the warmth of the sun and cool breezes,
doing nothing much.
Against their fence post I leaned
remembering a promise I made
to keep it simple.