I witnessed sorcery in action yesterday! Harry Potter lives!!
Here’s my true confession for the day – some time back I buckled under to peer pressure, and started up a Facebook page, for Mrs. That Dan Guy and myself. “And I”, if you want to be snippy about it.
Well, Mrs. That Dan Guy isn’t much one for the glare of the spotlight, even though she apparently occasionally quite enjoys making the odd Rosanna Rosannadanna post on my blog, loopy loony that she is.
So, the site typically languishes online for weeks, until something tweaks me between my ears, and I surf on over, to see how many ignored emails are in my in-box.
Yesterday, I was just starting to look at the stack of requests I hadn’t seen before then, when suddenly a little balloon pooped up, and said “Hi”!!
What sort of witchcraft does this Facebook possess?? How could an old colleague from Kelowna be speaking to me, even from a cartoon strip balloon?? It was almost enough to make me reconsider my afternoon Bailey’s and coffee treats…
Anyhow, I understand this is called “chat”, as I was able to respond, and carry on a short conversation via the miracle of these pop-op balloons. Not quite Blondie and Dagwood, but pretty amusing nonetheless…
So, I think I will go back today, and see if OTHER old friends and acquaintances are lurking in pop-up balloons, on Facebook. Or maybe I’m just sending out false hope, and won’t get back to Facebook until March.
Pack a lunch, if you’re planning on climbing into a balloon, to surprise me. I don’t want anyone out there to die of starvation in cyber-space…
Chow for now!!
2 comments:
Hey, who's the loony loon?! You said a "poop-up" balloon! That doesnt sound very nice! What kind of a place is this Facebook anyways? Poopy faces in a book? What?
Spell-Check, why have thou forsaken me????
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