An amazing throng.
After I shutdown my facebook account the other day, Stacy asked if I was trying to get some attention. I had a brief moment of panic. I certainly was not committing any sort of "-icide" as far as I know. If anything, I might have accomplished a blogger "daily-visitor-and-page-view-count-icide," which is a conscious move towards a reduction of attention. I think I just got overwhelmed with the FB throng. I didn't really see it coming. It was so easy to de-activate my account. I didn't even announce it over there. Maybe I should have. The NetworkedBlogs application for facebook was really starting to drive traffic here. I highly recommend it.Maybe because it was on a Saturday, this year's Halloween march seemed larger than ever. There were so many great costumes (and to my surprise I didn't see one Michael Jackson) that I was determined not to single anybody out. But the guy above just slayed me. I wanted to talk to him. But our current was flowing in a different direction than his. It reminded me of the standout things I was missing on facebook because the hordes were heaping wonderful information into a poorly designed funnel.
My shutdown feels like stepping out onto a balcony to escape a really great party. On the balcony there are couple other people gathered around having polite discussions. Against logic, this blog is the balcony. It is open to all. While the exclusive "friends only" presumption became claustrophobic. Nothing against all my friends mind you, it just seems that Facebook booked too small of a venue for their party. It also seems like they are one of those annoying hosts who takes the tonearm off the turntable in the middle of a really great song in order to announce some changes in the evening's plans.
I am going to let the congregation go on without me for a little bit. Nothing personal. I could easily see myself slipping back into the party.
ps, the picture above of the three of us proves that Zaida does not have my eyes, as so many people seem to believe.