My Mom has a facebook profile.
This afternoon I got a friend request thing from my brother. That's all fine and good. Considering the fact that he made fun of me for having one (his exact words were, "Aren't you a little OLD to have one of those?"), I was a bit suprised he took the plunge.
He's been all over the world, did a Peace Corps stint and still travels to exotic places for his job, so it only made sense for him to join the big social experiment in order to keep up with all of his worldly friends.
Apparently he used the email search function to find people he knows because my mother got one too.
I called her this afternoon to tell her my embarrassing story of the day.
I totally wiped out walking to my car after having lunch with Jim and Audrey today. I slipped on some mud or something. Not quite sure exactly how, but I do know that I feel pretty crappy right now and I have a hole in the knee of my new-ish jeans.
"Oh by the way," mi madre says, "Daniel has one of those facebook things. I signed up to see his pictures."
"Uh...cool. A face whatnow?"
"Facebook. You know. You put pictures and stuff up on it."
"Oh, right. Good for him."
"Yeah, good for him."
"Next thing you know, he'll be writing a blog! That would be weird. Only weird people have blogs."
"Take it easy today OK?"
"OK, Mom. I think I'll take a bath when Jim gets home. Just a bath. No facebook stuff or blogging. Blogging is for losers."
"Uh...OK honey. Kiss the girls for me and...think about taking a nap."
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