Facebook -What The Hell Is It For?

What do you use Facebook for?  To keep in contact with out of state friends and family?  To keep up to date with your college buddies?  To spy on an ex-boyfriend?  To get all the latest gossip on everyone you know and don't know?  To see how many "friends" you can tally on your list?  As your main form of communication to those closest to you?  Tell me - let me know in the comments section below.  I'm curious how people I know use this online social network.

I'm sure you'll be able to relate with a lot of what I'm about to write.  I've seen so many insane things go on on Facebook that I've deactivated my account twice.  Some of it is downright scary. 

I had one "friend" who posted between four and six status updates per day.  Every day.  Without fail.  I wondered what kind of job he had that he was constantly posting on Facebook.  He didn't.  Okay then.  But did I really need to know that he had a hankering for a Coke Zero?

Another didn't post too much but when she did, she was quoting something from the Bible.  Always.  She never said anything that didn't involve God or the Holy Spirit or her blessings along with some verse from the Good Book.  That's nice, but for those of us who don't know what we believe in or don't believe in the Bible or God or the Holy Spirit, this, after a period of time, becomes, well..... ENOUGH.

I know a friend who has someone who posts, every night, what they had for dinner.  Or what they are about to have.  I know him and he doesn't usually say much, but one of these days, he's just going to snap and post back "NO ONE GIVES A FLYING FART IN THE WIND WHAT YOU'RE EATING FOR DINNER SO SHUT THE F%*#  UP ALREADY!!!!!!!!"  I can't wait.  hehehehe

My cousin has an outstanding view on the whole Facebook posting thing.  She said something like "people can post whatever they like - if I don't like it, I don't have to read it."  Now I don't know hardly anyone who doesn't get at least slightly annoyed by some of the stuff that people post but that's just me.  I envy her for this outlook.  I wish I could adopt it.  But I can't.  It just ain't happenin'.  People annoy the shit out of me, especially with some of the moronic crap they post on Facebook.  So sue me.  I'm sure my Facebook posts piss some people off.  So we're even.

I shut down my Facebook profile a while ago because of family drama.  Not like there's not enough of it in real life, but let's add our disfunctional family to our FB friends list and see if that can't turn out badly somehow.  I didn't realize it was the "non-joking day" of the week and I made a joke and once again, for the umpteenth time, someone's not talking to me (like that's a bad thing).  Then, I get an email from someone else in the family about how immature I am and when I ask what they're talking about, I get read the riot act about how I deleted them from my friends list.  Uh....hello?????  After I let them know I didn't delete them, I closed the whole account.  Didn't need it.  As my dad is always asking - what happened to picking up the goddamn phone?????  God forbid. 

Well that was months ago.....I'm back up on Facebook now.  I don't have any of my family on my friends list anymore.  I won't do it.  I learned my lesson there at least.  I limit my list to only those I actually communicate with.  That means I have less than 60 people on my list.  It works for me.  Tell me what works for you.

For You.... The Brightest Star

I lit a fire with the love you left behind
And it burned wild and crept up the mountainside
I followed your ashes into outer space
I can't look out the window
I can't look at this place

I can't look at the stars...
They make me wonder where you are
Stars... up on heaven's boulevard
And if I know you at all, I know you've gone too far
So I, I can't look at the stars

All those times we looked up at the sky
Looking out so far, we felt like we could fly
And now I'm all alone in the dark of night
The moon is shining but I can't see the light

And I can't look at the stars...
They make me wonder where you are
Stars... up on heaven's boulevard
And if I know you at all, I know you've gone too far
So I, I can't look at the stars

Stars...
Stars... they make me wonder where you are
Stars... up on heaven's boulevard
And if I know you at all, I know you've gone too far
So I can't look at the stars

My Old Band, Stiffler's Mom

Ah, the good times!

Recorded in the basement for a demo that was never needed

(because I went and got married and moved to NC -should've stayed with the band!)

-the best band I was ever in-

Stiffler's Mom

Robbie Crozier - Bass & Vocals

Johnny Crozier - Guitar & Vocals

Greg "Sherm" Sherman - Drums

Shannon Maloney - Vocals

You guys were THE BEST!!!

xoxoxoxox

Some of My Photos

The Frozen Barnegate

  The Real Jersey Shore

 Aruba's Divi Divi

 Rock Pilings in Aruba

 Try climbing this wall -ouch!

 Aruba's Pirate Ships at Sunset

Don't Screw With Your Dog

Love, love, LOVE it!  :D

Home Is Where The Heart Is

I guess I’m feeling a little melancholy today and didn’t even realize it until now (at half past noon) because a song just came on the radio and it literally made me stop what I was doing and sit there until I started to cry as the lyrics rolled on.


"Promise me you'll always be happy by my side and I promise I'll sing to you when all the music dies."  I'm pretty sure that did it.

I’m not sure when it happened but somewhere along the way I lost the hope and faith and eternal optimism I’ve always seemed to not try hard to have (sorry Matty) that I’ll find him (or her). That everything happens for a reason and when the time is right -usually when you’re not looking- you’ll find them. That there is someone for everyone. That someone will love me for exactly who I am. Oh, you know….. all those clichés that I actually believe(d).

My girlfriend says I need to really believe it. That I need to “put it out there” and I’ll “get it back” or something like that (I really was listening, Alisa – you know I just have a hard time retaining). She says it’s all about energy and I can’t have negative energy or it’ll never happen. Well guess what? I’ve got the negative energy... and lots of it! It’s all around me. I can’t rid myself of it because, well, I don’t believe the bullshit anymore, I suppose. Or maybe I’m just going through some kind of shitty phase. I’m think I’m gonna go with that because it’s easier to accept.

But I’m not going to sit here and whine about how I can’t find that special one for me. It’s just so, whiny, you know? Just know that if I were a negative barometer, I’d be at a minus 10 right about now!!

More Followers?

So it's my...... 29th (HA!) birthday and I'm sitting at home in front of my laptop.  I am a DAMN good time! 

I just read an article that told me I should write a post about becoming a follower of my blog.  That said, if you are here and reading this, do you see the widget on the right hand side of your computer screen there?  It says Become a Follower or something like that?  If you like what you've read so far, you can get automatic updates when I write a new post since you'll most likely never return here without my prompting and while I don't mind reminding you to come back, I'd REALLY like to get past 10 followers.  So how 'bout it?  You can follow publicly or privately (if you do it publicly, I'll at least know you're following, which would be very cool).

SO...... come on - become a follower.  All that will happen is you'll get an email when I write a new post and that's not so bad, is it?  If you really like my blog, email it to a friend.  After all, I need the practice here to write my book (if I don't drop dead first).  Consider it a birthday gift to yours truly.  Who knows, maybe I'll mention you in my forward.....  ;)