digging the format

Uhh, Girl has Facebookitis? I tried replicating that experience by posting trifles like “having some milk” and later “that was some good milk”. Some people still complain if you do it and that fills my heart with hope.

As a person who is typing because he thinks he has something worth reading, I’ve already made some presumptions. But I presume that when my friends broadcast something seemingly trite to me, it’s because that experience is of strong emotional importance to them, even if I don’t grasp it at the time. (Rather than just wanting to say anything in the hope somebody might care.)

I make a lot of presumptions.

I have an acquantance who wrote “Burgers Burgers Burgers Burgers” on her wall last week and instantly got four likes. I don’t think it was of strong emotional importance to her, but I don’t think those four people really cared.

I sort of wish her friends would stop liking everything she writes, just so that she can have a chance to develop as a person.

Here’s an idea for a t-shirt, since no comments page would be complete without an idea for a t-shirt. “I DID IT FOR THE LIKES”. Written in… ToyBox Regular.

I ended my FacebookAccount about a year ago … much to my family’s annoyance as they say ‘I never know what you’re up to’ … #teehee … now I take immense pleasure from sharing my babble_tweets with random strangers:P
I *like* this!!!! –> “I sort of wish her friends would stop liking everything she writes, just so that she can have a chance to develop as a person.”
It’s gonna be all about the DavidThomsenLove for me today … clearly:D

Perfect. We are monitered, monitoring each other, monitoring ourselves; sharing it with ourselves, each other, the authorities, and the masses. All at once. All the time. Pretty soon privacy will be obtained by swamping every observer with so much information that we all shut our collective eyes just to keep the noise out.

David Thomsen, I think you’re being insensitive to the intense emotional impact that must have prompted FOUR Burgers in a row, and to the friends’ expressions of sympathy for this life-changing event. Three Burgers may be trivial but four Burgers is catharsis.

Also: I tried reading this comic counterclockwise from the northwest panel. I was excited about how perfectly it was working until it became non-sequiturial at the east panel. Oh well.

Thansk Brian, I like your presumptions. We should all be so generous in our assumptions, especially toward those we have chosen to call “Friends”.

moe burgers = more likes

Simple and perfectly logical, if you ask me.

I’m with Brian and Viktor Frankl: http://www.ted.com/talks/viktor_frankl_youth_in_search_of_meaning.html
After all, few situations require that suspension of disbelief on the scale social media does: supporting naive faith in humanity, one status update at a time.

Jeebus you are on lately.

Never seen anyone or anything scowl that hard when texting. What do you think Cat said?

Yay Sphinx! Damn the non-sequiturs and FIGHT THE ARROWS!

IT WORKS CLOCKWISE

oops capslock.

@Emily thanks for posting that link :)

grrrl sure makes a lot of sorbet

If cameras really take your soul, I think souls are extinct now.

Or maybe security cameras all have souls now, and they are God’s new chosen people.

Silly fools. You cannot, ever, end a facebook account.

I watch the security cameras back…

I just tried to ‘like’ Erika’s comment. Oops.

George Orwell had us worried about “Big Brother” when it’s all the “Little Brothers” we’ve invited into our lives that have stolen our privacy.

No wonder David Thomsen from 2010 was so lonely