My daughters' favorite TV show is That 70s Show. I approve of this, since this (the early 70s) was my high school decade as well. Also, the show is a lot healthier that their second-favorite set of shows - all those Bravo channel Real Housewives of This or That Urban Area. I really really hate those. Spoiled rich folks raising spoiled rich brats.
My original intention for this entry, however, was not to go off on a tear against reality TV. What I really wanted to talk about is high school in the 70s and how the miracle of Facebook has facilitated my reconnection with a multitude of old friends. I set up my Facebook page three-and-a-half years ago, mostly because it seemed like the cool thing to do at the time. My kids were all on it (although none of them would initially "friend" me) and a few of my current friends as well.
As it turned out, one of the best and most surprising benefits of this was the instantaneous re-connection with friends who I had not seen or heard from in many years. A lot of you know how this goes, right? So, I've been talking to a bunch of old high school friends, work friends and such. A few of us even got together. It's been great. Really. But Facebook can quickly begin to feel like eating too many Peanut M&Ms. They are so good for a while, and then they start to make your teeth ache. Before you know it, you have blown an entire day's calorie requirement and have green lips.
This is Facebook. Oh, it's such a nice social networking site, posting photos, poking friends and "liking" other people's comments about random meaningless stuff. And I won't even get started on the Farmville, Fishville, etc. people who obviously have no lives of their own whatsoever. I am trying to moderate my useage, with some success. I do not accept cause invitations, and I don't "like" anything. I do enjoy posting snappy (in my deluded mind) comments on people's walls and photos.
And I like to change my status at least as often as I change my sheets.