Being somewhat of a social junkie, I'm the kind of person who takes her social networking seriously. Or, at least, as seriously humorously as possible. (Huh?) I mean, what I really need is my own club. I had it, in a sense, for a while, during my bakery days: a cookie and a floor-show for a buck; please leave a tip for the baker. Thank-you.
In the absence of a bricks-and-mortar setting, I am forced these days to settle for the NBT: the Next Best Thing, which, in my world at least, is Facebook.
Now I know there are those of you out there who wouldn't touch Facebook with a ten-foot keyboard, but I find it difficult to imagine life BFB (Before Facebook). This is how I see it: at any time, day or night (thanks to my handy handheld device), I can step into an on-going party, check in, exchange some social niceties (or not-niceties, whatever the case), and make a sly exit.
And what a party -- all the predictable types are present:
The guy who only talks about music videos, or the show he saw last week. He fakes modesty when a girl he hasn't seen in thirty years suddenly speaks up and declares him her guru! Golly!
There is the person who shouts the headlines, all bold-upper-case-caps.
There is someone telling cute pet stories and passing around pet photos. (Admission of guilt.)
Suddenly someone strides forth from the kitchen carrying a hot apple pie!
Two or three people stand around day after day promoting their latest book/film/song.
Baseball. Football. Basketball.
Someone limps in on crutches: broken ankle. (Sympathy, please. Thank-you.)
A group over in the corner are playing a game: What kind of dessert are you?
Someone drags out a box of black-and-white photos from their childhood, tacks them up to the wall, one at a time.
Someone else wanders in trailing everyone they went to high school with....
Someone drinks too much and slobbers and blathers.
And then there are those who come to the party but lurk in the shadows, silent and brooding, occasionally stepping out of their comfort zone to offer a thumbs-up: "like".
Private conversations occur, websites exchanged.
There are trails of information, clues, answers, insights, embedded secrets -- the A to Z of human behavior and experience.
And my facebook persona? I'm just trying to make someone laugh.
Yes -- you.