I’m a Facebook addict. I also like to eat cheese and drink beer in the evening at any point of the day when it’s not socially unacceptable to do that. Most of the time when I’m not actually doing something, I’m catching up on Facebook.

Here’s a sweet dog picture I posted on Facebook three weeks ago.  I have new client with a super cute hound who is blind in one eye.

I’m sorry that I’ve abandoned my blog in favor of Facebook.  I used to want to post here more than once a week. You may recall my overly contrite posts about my forthcoming blog called  sorryfornotblogging.com. BO-RRRing.

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Not boring: We had a Best Shitty Beer competition this past summer.

The results are forthcoming. We still have more shitty beer to taste test. We had to stop as we ran out of shitty beers, and also there was a power outtage due to extreme electricity usage in Chicago. Jenny got a flat tire on her way home from the beer contest. We all woke up feeling bloated though none of use were even remotely drunk on this shitty beer. It takes a lot of shitty beer to make you feel inebriated.

Anyway, what was I tapping? Oh. I think it’s kinda silly when bloggers stop blogging and then return only to apologize for not doing the thing they think people want them to do. I used to be foolish enough to believe I had an audience. I don’t. Except on Facebook!

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People looked at this photo of my shirt.  2 facebook friends made comments and  11 people like this vintage western shirt.

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Here’s one of my Facebook profile photos that also appeared on The Hair Hall of Fame  where I blog alongside a crew of utterly hilarious humans who demand that you visit them regularly. You owe it to yourself and your hairdid.

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There’s a captive audience on Facebook. I’ve got  three hundred some friends, some of whom I don’t remember from high school and many who I don’t even really know in real life.  On this here blog, I believe I have two readers. Possibly six. This is not something I care to worry over or somehow strive to change.  I will blog when I can and this blog will be what it is. As some famous philosopher or an infamous street thug once said, “It is what it is.” (I’ll bet you thought I was going to quote Doris Day.)

Here’s a photo of magnets.

 

 I posted them after we went on our Cheese Curd Crawl. Two other Wisco expats and I are riding around town in search of Chicago’s best deep fried cheese curds. We are about to wrap it up and invite our friends to the Cheese Curd Invitational where we award a local establishment “The Golden Curd” trophy. Who will it be?

You’ll have to check Facebook.  Perhaps I will show the results of our Score Curds™ on Facebook.

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Facebook is my scrapbook. Whether it’s the food I ate, the dogs I walked, or other random yet heavily contemplated bon mots I probably wouldn’t ever think of saying aloud in real life–that is where I share them instead of here. Why that platform over this one? I wish I knew.

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A friend of mine (who I do actually know in the flesh world) was mentioning some song from Mary Poppins that always makes her cry. I realized that I have never seen Mary Poppins.  That’s my secret shame. Well, that and all of the cheese I’ve been eating. Nevermind. I’m from Wisconsin. Our state is made of cheese. It’s true. The hills are alive with the sound of cheddar.

Speaking of the sound of cheddar, I’ve never seen Sound of Music! And here are a few more I’ve never seen:

  • Doctor Zhivago
  • West Side Story
  • Fiddler on the Roof
  • My Fair Lady
And those are just the musicals! I’m not going to get into the classic films that every red blooded human knows. I could easily list them, but  forget it, Jake. It’s Chinatown.
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Here are some other random things I’ve recently shared on Facebook. I went on a bike ride with my friend Kate. We rode our bikes 100 miles. We had fun and our asses hurt. As far as I’m concerned, after 75 miles, you might as well just keep going because it’s not possible for it get much worse. (There were hills and wind which made everything a lot more challenging.) You know,  my over arcing life theory is a two-fer: “It could be a lot worse” and “Anything can happen.” When taken in tandem, the two thoughts seem to cancel each other out or ring true depending on your tone of voice or your state of mind. (Think about that.)
I ride my bike a lot.  Many of my photos and posts on Facebook are related to that. I would like to be riding my bike most of the time. I’m hoping to do some touring next year. My friend Karen thinks we should do that in Europe. I can’t imagine having the money to travel for that long and simultaneously finance my life while I’m not working. (What savings?)
Nevertheless, I like to imagine myself being these people in these photos. I mean, not actually BEING them, but doing what they’re doing.  (P.s. I don’t know these people. They’re not my friends on Facebook. Karen posted a link to the blog about bike tours in Belgium on my Facebook.)
I especially like this part of the Beer in Belgium tour.
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Then there was this gem over on FB.
This past summer we spotted a crew of tie dye clad folks at the Chicago Botanic Garden. Speaking for myself, as only I can, this was the high point of my summer. It may even eclipse all other things I saw or experienced in 2012.   At this point, my motto for 2012 is “FTW: Tie Dye!” Or “WTF: Tie Dye?”  The year isn’t over.

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How about this photo taken on a random Tuesday night I went to see my hairdresser and was treated to a marvelous seafood dinner at her house. Her friend (in real life) is a fish monger. He came over for a haircut that night, too. We ate a lot. And shared it on Facebook.

Sigh.
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I’m gonna get another beer and then I’ll probably saunter over to Facebook to see what’s happening.
How about you? What are you up to lately?

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