current mood: Calm
You taught me things I can't forget
Positions that I don't regret
I can't walk away
And I can't shake the taste
~”Beware! Cougar!” by The Academy Is. . .
I know it has been a while since I have written anything and I suppose it’s because I am so busy with work and studying and life. On the other hand, it may also be the serious backlash toward blogs, in general, which leaves me a little cynical that anyone wants to actually read what I write. I had tried writing in a journal again – but I find that it is a practice I may have forgotten – as writing for no one to read is a little to anti-climactic for me now. Sad, isn’t it?
Facebook is in the news again with its complete disregard for user privacy. Could this be the beginning of the end to social networking? Doubtful. Still, I am not sure that I like the idea that I have no control over the privacy of my information. I don’t care about regular people reading my info – it is the fact that Facebook wants to make money off of my information which annoys me. If they want to make money off my information, then I deserve a portion of it. What’s in it for me? My profile is set to private – but what is to stop some employer or private investigator from paying Facebook for the information which I make private? Good Gourd!
So now, I have to decide whether I want to delete all private information, including my date of birth, mailing address, e-mail address, name, etc from my profile. And if I do delete all that, then what is the point of being on a social networking site? I don’t use Facebook to meet NEW people – so there seems to be little point left of using it at all. I mean, the only news I ever see is about your farm anyway – or what you LIKE this week!
I need to find a way to develop a social networking site that is self-sustainable without having to take advantage of the users. And I assure you that I would come up with a much better name than Facebook. And for those of you who are silently thinking, “Facebook” cannot be toppled. Well, I can guarantee that a young man, named Tom, thought that once about his own Space, and now that place is a wasteland. It’s funny how fickle the people can get!
Today I ordered some books on Amazon as gifts. All of them are based on blogs, viral e-mails, or Twitter subscriptions. Publishers eat this stuff up. And kudos to the peeps who got a deal made before the frenzy dies down. I am neither focused enough nor prolific enough to find someone who wants to pay to publish or read anything that I have written. Maybe I need to find a niche – any ideas? I thought a book of humorous haikus would be great, since I used to send them out on postcards all the time to be silly. I am sure it has already been done by someone out there. My original idea well has evaporated.
I’ll keep thinking. Maybe a combination of haikus, funny photographs, and random curse words? I could title it: ‘The Last Original Thought I Will Ever Have”. Okay, I am taking pre-orders now. If I can get 10k prepaid-orders, I’ll bet I can find a publisher. Ready, Set, GO!
PERSONAL NOTE: You make me all warm.
PUBLIC NOTE: Selling Second Base Preservation Society t-shirts to support my Susan G. Komen 3 Day team. Only $15.00 each. They come in Gray or White. Buy ten now.
