So I've done what all the cool and trendy kids are doing these days and signed up for Facebook. I resisted a good long time, but finally enough of my friends were sending me e-mails telling me I ought to join that I finally caved. Peer pressure at 37. Shocking. Ah well, at least it's better than the piece of shit that is myspace (and you will never convince me otherwise, Dana.)
So how is it? Ehhh, not bad, I guess. It's a relatively simple thing to set up and maintain. I've only been at it a few days, so I haven't had the "Oh my Christ" moment yet of someone I hadn't thought of in years pop up and say hi, but I'm sure that's coming. Some of my friends are becoming massively addicted and spending hours each day on Facebook, but I don't think that's happening to me.
Why? It's not that I hate the site or that I'm anti-social (well, OK, I'm a touch anti-social). It's simply that I do not have the time. Between work, spending time with Cathy (who will likely be joining up this weekend as she is somewhat intrigued) and Boo and all the other things I enjoy doing – reading, blogging, trying out the new Wii, going to the gym, enjoying the warm weather now that it's here – where am I going to find the time to do a lot of stuff with Facebook? There just aren't enough hours in the day.
Besides, I suspect a goodly number of them partake of Facebook while at work. Not an option for me. Let's just say my employer is progressive in terms of what sites it chooses to block. Myspace, Flickr and, of course, Facebook. So it's not an option for me to waste hours playing on the site at work, unlike what I suspect some of my friends are doing.
I also suspect Facebook might be one of those Internet fads with my friends. The fascination tends to last a few months and then fade. It happened with several of them and blogging. It may well happen with Facebook. Time will tell.
In the meantime, if you are on Facebook, and you know who I am, feel free to add me to your list of friends. What the hell…