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I married a winner -- a husband with a servant heart (AND a sensitive gag reflex).
Yesterday, I pulled the plug on my account with Facebook. This wondrous new technological play-toy connects you with ANYONE ON THE PLANET whom you may POSSIBLY know. How on earth do you people keep up with each other? Am I the only one feeling overwhelmed here? Does being a facebook-dropout make me a loser?
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Walking Keeper (the aforementioned pork-chop-intolerant dog) in downtown Fort Collins the other evening, I passed a small huddle of homeless-looking people holding a cardboard sign.
"Family killed by ninjas. Need money for kung-fu lessons."
It turns out a small group of college students were either looking for free entertainment, or running a sociology experiment. If they were recording reactions, mine would have read, "concern, confusion, hysterical laughter." As soon as our eyes met we all lost it.
Question: If you're like me, you may read such cardboard signs from within your rolled-up-locked-up car. But do you ever make eye contact with the sign-holder?
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You can give up on Facebook, but you better keep with this blog! I loved this post! I would have loved to have been with you when you saw the ninja orphans. Too funny.
I can just picture you "cracking up" What a hoot!! - Can't wait to see the town and you all. Granma
Okay. FIRST OF ALL: Pork Chops? PORK CHOPS???????? SECONDLY: Facebook??????
Wow. Say no more.
(To prove how much I love and miss you, I have registered and created a Google account JUST SO THAT I can leave these indispensably witty comments)
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