Given that I have some free time on my hands, I've had more time to explore this thing called My Space. Like Friendster, I got on it to be like everyone else, but once you look past the cursory, trite profiles, there is much to be discovered.
My hometown, Norwalk, CT, has a profile. Norwalk seems to have gotten a little jaded in its old age. Ha.
Last night I also added Teen Wolf as a contact. He's so going into my Top 8, especially now that I know how to change it around.
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Speaking of, why is it that every third profile I stumble across has that Gnarls Barkley song on it? I realize that "Crazy" is quite the summer hit, but there is other music is the world. Then again, it could be worse. It could be anything by Nick Lachey.
Another hidden treasure of My Space is accidently finding photos of old beaus. Not profiles, just shots of them in groups with other people. It's all the more wonderful when you see that, at the age of 29, they're losing all their hair. Karma can be such the boomerang.
Along those lines: Am I the only one who has had to block people from my Flickr account? This has happened at least twice this summer. People have added me as a contact and when I went to check out their photos, all they had posted were shots of naked women. Porn, basically.
Now, I'm not Dr. Phil, but if you're a guy and if you want to impress a lady, or at least be given casual access to her snapshots, don't you think it would be a bad idea to post stolen photos of porn stars on your Flickr account? I'm just saying...
That's all for now. I'm going to hide from the heat.
