The first black biker's club, circa 1960, Oakland, California, "East Bay Dragons"
I visited FB the other day to wish someone a Happy Birthday. Something usually catches my eye and I will scroll down and find myself wanting to comment. Sometimes ‘very contrary’ to what someone has posted expressing an extreme view. I restrain myself and go on by.
I have decided if I were on face book I just might say the wrong thing and upset someone who has an opinion opposite from mine. I don’t need that and neither do they.
Social media is important and fun, if treated right. Users should respect friends and neighbors. I think I spend way too much time writing my blog daily, I know I would spend way too much time on facebook.
I love it when I read something like Paula put on FB about beauty being skin deep, I cracked up.
When we were in Alaska, I told Sherry I would never make it, living up here in the summer, I would work myself to death with 24 hours of daylight. I had to make myself go to bed.
I would probably be like that on FB, always saying, “I am going to stay one more hour and quit.” Then I would repeat it for several hours. LOL
I miss the blogger friends who have moved to FB. Sherry keeps me up to date, especially when someone is sick. Right now we both are concerned about our friend Ora. She is a sweetie.
FB can be a great thing. But not for airing family and friends problems. I have learned not to say never, but at present I cannot see dropping my blog and blogging friends.