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FacebookingJanuary 29, 2011 Believe it or not, I finally got myself on Facebook. I'm easy to find: look up Sturgis and you'll find me and a bunch of stuff about motorcycles. :-) Once again, having an unusual name turns out to be an advantage. I've tried to look up a few real-time friends. There are so many Facebookers (Facebookees? Facebookies?) with the same name that I don't have the patience to scrutinize all the photos for a familiar face or at least a clue that I've got the right person. I've already got more than 50 friends. This is weird. My friends don't come in that kind of quantity. OK, I know that on Facebook a friend is what we call an acquaintance or a colleague in the real world, and some of my FB (see, I'm already speaking the lingo) friends are my friends in real life, but still . . . So far I've been reluctant to "friend" (ditto -- what else are you going to call it?) people whose names I don't recognize or (in a couple of cases) people I actively dislike or seriously disrespect. I don't want just anybody to see my dog pictures! We'll see how it goes. The most exciting thing that happened today was that I saw a West Virginia license plate in the parking lot of the Edgartown library. A friend and I went there to hear Jon Katz talk about dogs and the books he's written about dogs. I liked the guy and the talk, and the hot cider and pumpkin pie that was served for refreshments. All that and a West Virginia license plate? Be still, my beating heart. Probably I should go to Edgartown more often.
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