Unlike many of my friends, I was slow to join the ranks of social networking sites. I shied away thinking it was a pass time of kids like my daughter who was barely 18. In many ways I also deeply enjoyed my anonymity and was afraid of losing just that much more of my personal sense of privacy by opening myself up in such a public forum. What changed my mind was a night out with old friends. Initially I was reluctant to attend an impromptu high school reunion that was a mix of friends and some former foes old and new. Everyone there with exception of a few seemed to be subscribed to facebook. Turns out people made plans, shared pictures and connected with one another and I was suddenly the odd man out. I went home and when I sobered up a bit I created my own account and BAM I was connected and out there in cyber space for all to see.
I will be honest, I think social networking has almost equal amounts of pros and cons and for the most part, the pros outweigh the cons. Still, I was out there and technologically vulnerable. In the first few weeks I most defintely felt like a proverbial kid in the candy shop and looked up everyone I could think of and then my family found me…
My family, what can I say about them that has not already been summed up in Hollywood by a cliche’ movie? These people put the fun in dysfunctional and somehow and somewhere I forgot to go along for the ride.
