Sep 22 2011
New and improved facebook … no pressure there …
Pre-Ramble: Great. Now, in addition to generating a constant stream of insightful and entertaining content for my website, winging it with witty banter on Twitter, and logging in with the latest professional brag-tag on Linked-In, I now have to present the perfect and enviable timeline of my life on the “new and improved” Facebook.
No pressure there.
Let me tell you – this new form of electronic exposure is ten times worse than, say, the old scrapbooking days where simple snap-shots were magically spun into gold, … all tricked out with sticker themes, color schemes, matching boarders and plastic page protectors. Gals used to pack all their photo gear, a hot-dish and a box of wine into rolling duffels and shuffle over to someone’s house once a month for “craft night.” If you didn’t completely and creatively document entire decades of precious family memories over the course of the evening, it was fine. No one was checking your work.
I’m not making fun here – I was just never that organized or industrious to dominate in scrapbooking. It’s no coincidence that my online photo file looks exactly like the hundreds of warped Kodak envelopes that are still stuffed into two ratty moving boxes in the back of our cedar closet. (I almost wish the moths would get in there and organize that mess for me.) Thank goodness online photo filing systems provide a dated and alphabetized inventory list … If only I could remember when stuff happened and what cleverly mundane name I saved it under … ( … “that trip” … ).
Plaid skirt and knee sox. The one thing I came to count on with the “old Facebook” was the very lack of choice that they have now “fixed.” Like school uniforms, there was only one font, there was only one size and orientation for photos, and there were only a few simple maneuvers to master. You typed in your quippy comment … attached a lame photo or two … and Bam. Done.
But now — Shoot. If I’m going to be anywhere near competitive in the realm of this ”new Facebook” forum, I am seriously going to have to hire an in-house staff … agent, archivist, photo stylist and a couple of full-time tech support people. I can see it now … my personal paparazzi standing by to capture every Timeline-worthy event. Of course, there will have to be redo’s on suboptimal momentous occasions … “Oh honey, could we relight those candles? The ambient fill was all wrong … “ …. Or, “Could we re-release those doves? My lens cap was still on … ”
Back in the good old Facebook days (way last year), we used to be able to get by on our wits and a prayer. Now the damn thing has news stories, moving parts and sound tracks. What’s next? … “Click here for mood lighting and the scent of freshly baked bread?”
The Take-Away: Now, instead of concealing the hapless disorder of my life from a few close family and friends (DON’T GO IN THAT CEDAR CLOSET!!!), … I am now obliged to fabricate my perfect life in a timely and orderly fashion, or risk being exposed to the ridicule of potentially millions of complete strangers. … Yipes. I’m not ready for my close-up, Mr. Zuckerberg!
Post-Note: It might just be a coincidence, but when you look for the correct spelling for Zuckerberg on Google, the first words to come up for longer than you’d expect are variations on the word “zucchini.”













Pre-Ramble: You can’t swing a bag of gold bullion around here without having some top-tier philanthropist knocking at the door and imploring you to give away half of your wealth. The July 5th cover of fortuitously named Fortune Magazine features the smiling faces of billionaires Warren Buffett and Bill and Melinda Gates along with a plug for the “$600 Billion Challenge.”
Pre-Ramble: There is a lot of buzz and quite a few books out there that promote the value of “branding” yourself as a way to attract recognition and business. I just don’t know about that. As a dedicated “intuitive thinker” who delights in the pursuit of random stuff, the idea of nailing myself down to a single focus is more than a little scary.