I've been missing in action because I have been travling all over the place and just have not had a minute to sit down and update my blog.  Between a best friend's birthday, going from Pennsylvania, to New York City, then off to Chicago for work, home to Miami and back to Chicago again... well, life gets a little crazy.  Throw in a nice healthy stomach flu and I'm feeling a bit upside down.

One of my biggest moments of the week was a rip-down, crazy fight I had with one of my best friends about, of all things, facebook.  While I am a card carrying member of the cult of facebook, I honestly find that every time I look at it, I just get frustrated, or annoyed.  This is primarily because it's like a bulletin board for people to post things that they just can't say to each other in a normal atmosphere.  Like, for real- my best friends are not emailing each other through facebook, you know what I mean?  Pick up the G-D phone if you want to tell me something, or email me at my REAL email address. 
Facebook takes all the photos that you upload and they KEEP them.  FOREVER.  Just like everything else on the Internet.  So, as you can imagine, I have  a little fear of that which watches us. 
Does this make sense to someone that has a blog?  Do I even have the right to control my own privacy, when I have been writing about my life for nearly 4 years on the Internet? 
Well, I guess the biggest point to me would be CONTROL.  I want it.  I don't want to release photos in compromising positions- nor would I do that of anyone else.

Our friends in Rotterdam have invented a little program called SUICIDE MACHINE.  This program will eliminate you completely from your virtual world!  And Facebook is having a FIT. 


Check it out:




I don't think I'm totally ready to leave Facebook.  Sometimes, I find it entertaining.  Mostly?  It drives me crazy.  But I feel like it's a good way to stay on top of what's going on OUTSIDE of my immediate circle of friends and family, whom I actually have a relationship with- people who I talk to regularly, people who I can actually, physically, feel in my life.  There is really no worse feeling that not talking to someone for a long time, and then watching them update facebook daily.  Like, um, thanks for your time.  But, to stay in touch with people you haven't seen for years?  It can be a cute diversion.
So that is what SUICIDE MACHINE is telling you.  Get to know your REAL neighbors.  Spend time doing creative things, whether that is writing, or walking, or building, or reading. 
Or, as they say, be like a real bird and learn to fly by UN-tweeting!