I relentlessly mocked Facebook and my friends who lived and died by their "status."
As much as I've revealed over the past four years on this blog, I don't believe that my life is so interesting that you really care what I'm doing every minute of every day.
Plus you can't have all of your business out in the street.
You'd hear about these foolish children posting salacious details about their activities along provocative pictures and wonder why their admission offer to their number one college was suddenly revoked.
As a small aside, I'm glad camera phones and Facebook wasn't around in the early nineties.
Let's just say, my options for running for political office would be even more limited.
Sweet Baby Jesus.
Plus I felt at 41, Facebook wasn't exactly for generation X.
Hordes of Gen Xer's constantly updating Facebook on their iphones seemed (and seems) a little silly.
So I dug my heels in and stubbornly refused to drink the Kool Aid.
That is until a close friend had a great idea.