I've reported on Facebook before in these pages.
When I first joined, I had no friends. My home page was peaceful. I sent a message to James Altucher. To me, he was a famous person. He sent me a message back. I thought that was nice. But we didn't become friends, or anything like that.
I tried to get my high school class to join, but they didn't want any part of it. They sent me nervous clippings from newspaper stories.
Then, people at work started talking about Facebook. They said it's a tool. We need to make use of it. I got a couple of friend invitations from people I knew in the office.
I also got a friend invitation from a beautiful, 21-year-old Peruvian girl because we have the same last name. I thought, does this happen to people named Jones?
I started sending out a few invitations of my own.
More people from the office popped up. Then, a few people from my high school class joined. Because their friends invited them. Of course. That's the way Facebook works.
The family - daughter, son-in-law, grandchildren, wife - joined a few weeks ago.
And now it's a crowded house. I see all these people on my friend list and they don't seem to go together.
I'm not sure I want to see pictures of people at work and my high school class and my grandchildren all in the same list with a beautiful, 21-year-old Peruvian girl.