My Facebook experiment, two years on
I had mixed feelings about joining Facebook.
I am by nature a very private person, and I cringed at the thought of broadcasting my every move. Yet as old friends scattered all over the planet—and as I made new friends through my own travels—Facebook seemed like the best way to stay in touch.
I quickly learned just how compelling this online community can be. Over the past two years, I’ve followed my former colleague Max as he’s photographed his way through Egypt and Iraq. I’ve tagged along vicariously as another moved to Bulgaria and became a teacher. I’ve reconnected with old neighbors and classmates, and I’ve made some new online friends.
But of all the things I’ve grown to appreciate about Facebook, the endless stream of laughs is near the top of my list. Here’s a random collection of things that brought a chuckle over the past two weeks. I hope they start your day on a happy note, too.
… and to continue with our maritime disaster theme:
This one wins the “Most Ironic Tattoo” award:
I think this one applies to sleeping with babies, too …
… and last, but certainly not least, a tribute to beer, bratwurst, and bellies.
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