Well, the party's over. Mum joined Facebook this week, which means I officially have to dial it back and be nice, also sit up straight, ask to be excused and not clack my teeth on the tines of my fork.
Mum did so reluctantly and only because a group she's involved in set up a Facebook page, and as the multimedia administrator, she's gotta be connected for that. Yeah, yeah, I know I can set up lists controlling who sees what. Just haven't gotten around to it.
And besides, Facebook is like its namesake, you're sort of writing in someone's high school annual. If you know your mum's gonna read it, you're more likely to write nice things for posterity, rather than heat-of-the-moment rants about how everyone in your class sucks. And I need to do more of that anyway.
Here's some subjects for polite conversation:
- There's a new hundy going into circulation next year. The US C-note gets some hi-tech printing and watermarks and holograms and stuff, so now when you hand one to the clerk at a 7-Eleven he can spend a solid three minutes examining it like this guy before giving you your Funyuns, Slurpee and $US94.31 in change.
- South Park's creators have been "warned" after they satirised the Prophet Muhammad in last week's episode. Probably not the full-on fatwa they were looking for, but I'm sure they'll take it. Really, who's trolling whom here?
- Do you own a skyscraper in Dubai? You can hire Spider-Man to wash your windows.