Ok, ok. I’ll say it. I’m a Facebook junkie. I tried not to love it. I tried to pull away from its animal magnetism… all to no avail. So, instead of being a hater, I decided to embrace it. After all,
- Where else have you ever received 127 birthday wishes ON your birthday? Heck, after the onset of baby brain I rely on Facebook to remind me of my own birthday.
- Who needs Ancestry.com? Oh, don’t tell me you haven’t discovered new relatives. “I’m your Mom’s Grandmother’s Aunt’s Cousin 5th removed.”
- Need milk? Find out who “checked in” at the grocery store recently and give ’em a call. If they don’t answer, head over to their house and raid the fridge. You already know they aren’t home.
- Give and get flowers that won’t die! You’ll probably just lose track of where they are after 30 seconds.
- Find anyone! With a population double that of the United States, you can run but you can’t hide. Examples.
