Make It Stop!
Attn: All Facebook Friends
Thank you for all the swell wall scribbles, winks, pokes, nods, burps, bumps, nuzzles, beers, fuzzy dice, hilarious wind-up dentures, assorted polls and Mafia game invitations, but no thanks.
I know, I know, Facebook is addictive. It's fun, you say!
Problem is, I don't get it.
I don't want to get it.
I don't trust it. It makes me nervous.
Just like I don't Tweet, use MySpace, LinkdIn, E-Me or indulge in anything online except blogging and e-mail.
I do appreciate all the cyber-crap you send me, but it's okay to stop now.
I have nothing against others belonging to every social network ever devised, it's just not my thing.
Don't take it personally, it's not you, it's me.
If you ever need to talk, I'll be here.
Just don't look for me there.
Oh, I might pop in when you least expect it, but trust me, I won't know how I got there or how to get back there again.
But thanks for all the swag, and let's remember the good times.
Really, it's not you, it's me.