The PDA Facebook Friend.

I have a pet peeve.  Ok, I have many pet peeves, but the one I’m going to discuss today is the PDA Facebook Friend.

Remember in high school you’d get into trouble for showing too much PDA (public displays of affection)?  Well I’ve come across several people on Facebook that post virtual displays of affection on their significant other’s pages that make me uncomfortable.  It takes a lot to offend me, so if your comments on someone’s wall make me feel squirmy, you’ve probably crossed a line.

I’ve noticed that often, this person isn’t even YOUR direct friend, but instead it’s the spouse (boyfriend, etc) of a friend of yours.  They leave comments that say things such as ‘I can’t wait to kiss you all over when you get home from work tonight!’.

Is that necessary?  Send it in a private message.  Text the other person.  Don’t put it out on the internet publicly where everyone can see it.

This is why Facebook needs a ‘Dislike’ button to go with the ‘Like’ one.  Or  maybe a ‘Barf!  Get a room!’ button…

And don’t even get me started on friends who post TMI in general- I don’t need to know about your menstrual cramps or that you ‘got some’ this morning.  And then there’s the chronic updaters- that’s another whole post!

What Facebook behaviors bother you the most?

 


Things I’ve Learned from Facebook Games.

A list of things… especially for Claire :)

9.  People will pay real money to have fake money in a free game.

8.  95% of the men I know don’t play Facebook games.

7.  Those who don’t play the games get all huffy about seeing the posts on their page and threaten to quit Facebook until someone finally explains to them how to hide them.

6.  The longer  you play a game, and the higher level you get, the more friends you need to play with you if you are going to continue.

5.  I have lots of friends named Amanda, Jennifer, Jessica and Stephanie.

4.  The Mafia hangs out in Bangkok.

3.  The vast majority of meals consist  of three ingredients.

2.  They are also prepared in only three steps.

1.  Poultry Puddin’ is another name for chicken poop.


Facebook Pages

Oh my some of the pages on Facebook are hysterical. I’ve compiled a list of 10 that have made me laugh out loud. In no particular order, this is just the way they fell when I was linking them. If any of you are a fan of any of these pages, please tell me so I can laugh at you join with you.

10. i hate when you look in your closet for clothes and find narnia instead- Doesn’t everyone? I mean, what happened to that sundress you were about to put on? And what if I was standing there naked, fresh out of the shower? Is all of Narnia staring at my body?

9. When I was your age, we had to blow on the video games to make them work.- Oh those were the good old days. In fact, we still have an old school original Nintendo floating around here somewhere. And a Super Nintendo. And a N64. Oh and to go back a wee bit further, we even have an Intellivision in the attic.

8. After Monday and Tuesday, even the calendar is like W T F- Obviously the calendar has the same types of Mondays as I do. And Tuesdays.

7. okay so your really ugly, please stop taking seductive pictures of yourself- Don’t you love the pouty lipped Myspace poses that girls do? Or how about the kissy face one? What ever happened to smiling?

6. MY SISTER SAID IF I GET ONE MILLION FANS SHE WILL NAME HER BABY MEGATRON- Dude. I hope it’s at least a boy. And I’d totally only let someone name my baby something stupid for money- and lots of it. I wouldn’t settle for a Facebook fan page!

5. God still loves me, even if I don’t forward those text messages- This is one of my pet peeves- getting messages that tell me if I believe in God I’ll forward this to everyone in my address book. Are you going to pay my monthly cell phone bill if I go over my texting limit? No? Then don’t send me forwards, even if God tells you to.

4. Can this Pickle get more fans than Twilight?- Oh GAWD I hope the pickle wins. I read Twilight, and I wasn’t very impressed. I totally think pickles have better qualities than those books.

3. I Don’t Get Drunk, I Get AWESOME- This page is much nicer than the ‘When I get drunk I cheat on my spouse’ page, don’t you think?

2. I’ve always wanted to mattress surf down a long flight of stairs- As soon as I read this, I regretted the fact we live in a one story house. Think of the fun my kids could be having right now!

1. I check behind the shower curtain for murderers when i go into the bathroom- Doesn’t everyone? I mean, isn’t there a bad guy in every single bathroom in every horror movie? I mean, not checking is blasphemy! It’s like forgetting to lift your feet up when you drive over a bridge so your feet don’t get wet!

Home again, home again, jiggity jig.

We’re home! Weeeee I’m so happy to be home. We usually don’t drive straight through, but we just wanted to sleep in our own bed tonight. Of course, I slept the majority of the drive, so I’m wide awake now at almost 430 in the morning…


I hate when bloggers go private. Not that I don’t understand their reasons, I get that. But my issue is when they ask you to leave a comment with your email if you want to join them on their private blog. I rarely feel comfy enough to do that… like what if they really don’t WANT me on their new blog?


I made a Facebook fan page for my blog. All the cool kids were doing it. You can fan me here. I’d be ever so grateful. I already made my mom and other various relatives sign up so that I didn’t look like a loser with no fans.


Dylan and part of my torso are in the NY Times in an article that was written about the Bloggy Boot Camp I attended last weekend. I wasn’t going to link the article, because I think it’s rather condescending. But the fact that there is a picture of my kid in it trumps the reporter’s snarky attitude. So here you go. He’s on page two, and his comb-over looks fabulous if I do say so myself.


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I was trying to get a cute picture of the boys this morning (well yesterday morning now) for their monthly square graphic thingy but all I ended up with were some funny outtakes.




Oh Facebook.

I love Facebook, I really do. I totally get caught up in all the games- Mafia Wars, Cafe World, you name it. I know so many people can’t stand them, so I’ve altered my Facebook settings so that it doesn’t automatically publish every little thing I do in each game. Instead, when I want to, I have to manually do it. That way my page isn’t covered in crap that isn’t interesting to others.

I like doing the little silly quizzes, but again, I don’t publish very many of those. I mean, I am pretty sure that my father doesn’t care what type of underwear I should wear, or if I’m a good kisser. I don’t work, but I’m sure if I did, I wouldn’t want some coworkers seeing stuff like that either. I think there are certain things better left censored. I swear way too much, but I try really hard not to use curse words here- or on Facebook.

I’m not sure where I’m going with this, so bear with me. I think this stemmed from my pet peeves post earlier today… plus I’m not feeling very hot and the cold meds I’ve taken are making me tired and a bit loopy.

Just recently, there was this thing going around Facebook telling women to put their bra color as their status to raise awareness for breast cancer. My friends were divided- a bunch did it, and thought it was fun. And several thought it was inappropriate, and posted messages with things like ‘Breastfeeding reduces your chance of breast cancer, and the longer you nurse, the the lower your risk. Post this instead of your bra color to raise awareness.’

You know though, I don’t think that raises awareness at all. Maybe I’m cynical, but I know I skip right past all the ‘Post XX to your status if you know someone with cancer/diabetes/autism/dead babies.’ I’ve never been a fan of chain letters or email forwards. I think instead of copying and pasting something, maybe you could donate a dollar to the March of Dimes, St. Jude’s, whatever is close to your heart.

I’d rather see pictures of your kids and hear what you’re having for dinner on Facebook. And now I really should take a nap…