Facebook, butt book
Face book? Butt book? I can't tell anymore. The summer people have left, so I have quiet time again. I got to thinking that I really have ignored this blog for quite some time. Part of that was the summer. Part of that was the time I was spending on facebook.
Some of the facebook time was good, and worthwhile. I got to see what my step children are up to on a semi regular basis, and by doing so, I could hear in my mind's ear the shrieks and laughs as Fran would have discovered all of their doings. It was nice to have her back for that. I could also keep up with my niece and nephew, and a dear friend who retired from the Department of Defense school here and moved back to America. I saw a friend go through a divorce, and moving house. All of that was good and worthwhile.
But then there is the butt book part of facebook. Who likes what pop star, who can put as many links as possible up in one day. All twenty five verses of the Lithuanian National Anthem. Stuff that I really was not interested in before I saw the stuff in facebook, and became less interested in after seeing it.
So while it is not a calendar new year, and a bit late for a new school year by American standards (although most Sicilian kids did not go back to school yesterday, but will wait until next week, most of the rest of Italy did go back this week, and some schools opened two weeks ago) (hmmm, that might make an interesting rant), Did I just digress?? Horrors.
Time for some sort of new year's resolution:
I will save rants for this blog, and make them here, regularly. Some will be pictures, or picture stories, like usual. I am thinking of going to a butcher shop, a fisherman's bar, a gelateria, and a few other places for those. Others will be just photos - I will rewalk the streets of Sciacca with my camera, and this time will use it more. Others, like this one, will be just words.
Facebook will still get my surface, or face reactions to things, and I will still keep up with people on it. But this is where my heart and brain will be.
Some of the facebook time was good, and worthwhile. I got to see what my step children are up to on a semi regular basis, and by doing so, I could hear in my mind's ear the shrieks and laughs as Fran would have discovered all of their doings. It was nice to have her back for that. I could also keep up with my niece and nephew, and a dear friend who retired from the Department of Defense school here and moved back to America. I saw a friend go through a divorce, and moving house. All of that was good and worthwhile.
But then there is the butt book part of facebook. Who likes what pop star, who can put as many links as possible up in one day. All twenty five verses of the Lithuanian National Anthem. Stuff that I really was not interested in before I saw the stuff in facebook, and became less interested in after seeing it.
So while it is not a calendar new year, and a bit late for a new school year by American standards (although most Sicilian kids did not go back to school yesterday, but will wait until next week, most of the rest of Italy did go back this week, and some schools opened two weeks ago) (hmmm, that might make an interesting rant), Did I just digress?? Horrors.
Time for some sort of new year's resolution:
I will save rants for this blog, and make them here, regularly. Some will be pictures, or picture stories, like usual. I am thinking of going to a butcher shop, a fisherman's bar, a gelateria, and a few other places for those. Others will be just photos - I will rewalk the streets of Sciacca with my camera, and this time will use it more. Others, like this one, will be just words.
Facebook will still get my surface, or face reactions to things, and I will still keep up with people on it. But this is where my heart and brain will be.
posted by Steve at 7:41 AM
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