This weekend I finally entered 2007 and got a Facebook page. My kids have had pages for awhile, and I would occasionally peek over their shoulder to see what was going on, but I thought that stuff was just for teens.
Then I started getting requests from friends to join their friend lists. These were adult friends, mind you. And I'm using the term "friend" in the loosest possible sense of the word. I mean, in the once-I-met-you-when-I-visited-my-sister sense of the word. Otherwise known as the I-obviously-just-went-through-my-email-address-book style of adding friends.
Is there some sort of contest I should know about? Who has the most contacts listed in the their friend page? As I browsed through my kids contact pages, it was like a little walk down memory lane.
....Kids I used to coach in volleyball ... Hannah's best friend from middle school ... those scouts that The Brain used to take camping..... How old would those boys be now?
COLLEGE SENIORS? My teenage daughters are networked with COLLEGE SENIORS? I was going to freak out about middle schoolers being networked with high schoolers!
In case you don't know this, you can browse through anyone's friend list without their permission. You can see all their pictures, and see info on how they know each person.
Anyway, on Mimi's page there were the expected cousins and friends, as well as the COLLEGE SENIORS, and several parents of her friends. Technically our family rule is that you must know someone in person to add them to your page. (Hopefully preventing the unknowing conversation with the 40 year old guy living in his parent's basement, posing as a friend of a friend....)
(note to self: rethink family rule about Facebook friends. Maybe add something about being within FIVE YEARS of your own age)
You know how after you graduated from high school, you pretty much never saw those people again? That will likely never happen to our kid's generation. Texting. Email. Facebook. And I know I'm sounding like my grandfather here, but I fear for this generation. I think I prefer the old way. Just give your friends a hug, promise you'll never never never lose touch, then put them on your Christmas Card list. Unless you lose their address. (Not that I'm talking from experience.)
Of course, that's coming from someone who remembers the olden days ... when you could only get cartoons on Saturday morning, and Pluto was a planet.