When fishing wait for the big one

It's not that I haven't wanted to post.  Or had given up on my on creation.  It's never that.  I had to wait.  For the perfect posting.  The kind that pops up on facebook every once and a while.  The where I've been post.  I'm amazed that facebook has become so pervasive in our world.  People who have facebooks sometimes surprise me.  Generally, hippies.  Hippies already are highly amusing.  And hippies on facebook are the best.  I still operate under the belief that hippies rejected technology.  I understand that is a totally false belief.  But still, it seems accurate that if you love fringe and long hair. You might not love the internet.  Or know how to turn on a computer.  Clearly, I'm dead wrong.  Why?  Because tons of hippies use facebook.  Or crunchy people or naturalists.  Whatever.

I'm trying to protect the innocent....

Recent Status update:Hey everybody, I'm home safe and sound. If you didn't know I've been in the woods on life centering orientation for school for the past three weeks. Sorry if you were unaware and thought I was being my typical out of touch person. But I'm back so holler at yo boy.

I love the mixture of total bizarro hippy ritual with hip hop lingo.  It's a nice mash up of two popular 

styles among certain types guys.  But lame facebook.  You don't work in the woods.  They say that 

facebook effects study habits.  I read an article somewhere about some chick who was blaming her 

face book addiction for failing a class.  I guess our friend didn't want to be distracted from life 

centering by seeing who had liked his last post.  But thank god he has a platform to the let the world 

know.  I am Centered for Life!  Ready to take on school.  And all that jazz.  Hilarious.  Thanks news  

feed.  Somedays you really bring it for me.  

I'm not ready to address the recent face book changes.  All I know is the site doesn't work on google 

chrome anymore.  So deleting my page becomes even more tempting.  Til then...a la prochaine!

  

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Keep reinventing yourself

I vacillate between philosophies about people and their ability to change.  Sometimes I think people can change and become someone completely different.  Other times I'm inclined to believe that no one changes ever.  Perhaps that's why people talk about reinventing themselves.

  Adapt.  Even adaptations take generations to occur.  Let's wax philosophique about this all day.  Lately I've been noticing an adaptation or change on my facebook newsfeed.  Sign into facebook and some people are letting me peek into their early morning sunday thoughts.  Scroll down and inevitably I find out about someone's recent engagement or wedding or first child....or second.  Yikes!  I'm happy for everyone.  But what is going on?  I know it's the age.  But really?  It seems excessive.  Probably because most of those things are outside my realm of experience right now.  And I'm not unhappy.  In fact, I'm very happy.  But I sign on facebook start perusing my newsfeed and bam...feelings of inadequacy start to creep in.

  So....this blog is long neglected.  I never got a real purpose.  And I refuse to write too much about myself.  That's too scary.  Therefore, the next several entries of my little piece of the internet is going to be geared towards all the things I'd never know about (and probably wouldn't care to know about) if not for facebook.  All the while posing the underlying question.  Do I delete my account?  


  I'll keep it anonymous to protect the innocent.  But for now.  Rest my friends, from all that you labor.  On this final holiday of summer.  A la prochaine!