Facebook? What was I thinking

Joined FB a few years ago. Stopped blogging. Big mistake.

FB and Twitter are highly overrated. It’s the equivalent of people sticking their heads out the upstairs window, shouting to the world their thoughts and feelings and what they’re doing at the moment. Nobody cares. There’s no discussion.

And the drama… sometimes FB feels a bit like high school. I’m almost 40 years old. I don’t need the high school drama in my life any more.

And isn’t FB starting to feel a little creepy? Following you around the web, commenting on your browsing habits, “your friend so-and-so likes this page!” What?

That’s all for now.

Yosemite Valley For The Day

What to do on a beautiful Sunday morning? I know, let’s drive up to Yosemite Valley for the day!

Living in Manteca, I’m a whopping 99 miles from Yosemite Valley. A nice, leisurely drive takes about two and a half hours to get there. That’s certainly close enough for a day trip.

So Yum and I left the house, with just ourselves and what we had on. Well, Yum brought her camera of course. One stop at the gas station and one bathroom break later we were holding our breaths through the tunnels on the road down to the valley.

It was a gorgeous day in Yosemite. Clear skies, deep blue. Slight breeze. The temperature almost broke 60, but not quite. Snow everywhere, but melting fast. Waterfalls gushing. Icebergs floating down the rivers.

Yum and I had a nice meal the cafeteria next to the Yosemite Lodge. Double bacon cheeseburgers without the bun, large side of meatballs with meat sauce, and a chicken caesar salad. A quick detour after lunch to get Yum some much-need chocolate, and we were off.

Spent a few hours walking up to the base of Yosemite Falls, and took the long way back to the parking lot. Many pictures were taken by Yum.

The spray from the falls felt wonderful on my face. I turned my face towards the sun and closed my eyes. The ache in my legs from the hike up the hill let me know I was still alive.

Soon the sun was going down and poor little Yum was getting sleepy. I drove home with a smile on face while Yum snoozed happily.

Sometimes living in California ain’t so bad.

Click here for some pics taken with my mobile phone.

Twitter and Facebook

My Twitter account is for following tech industry personalities. My Facebook account is all people that I know in real life.

Twitter was a good source of information for awhile. Now, in my opinion, it’s the best source of MISinformation–it’s worse than Wikipedia. Crowd sourcing has failed. Facebook was fun when it was new. Now I feel like I’ve lost control in the Facebook world. I’m afraid Facebook knows a bit too much about me–and I don’t like that.

Lately I’ve found that the people on Twitter that I follow tweet less and less about tech and more about their own lives, political thoughts, and self promotion. Sorry, but I really don’t care what insert-tech-personality’s-name-here had for breakfast or why/why not federal law trumps state law and other such nonsense.

My Facebook is filled with people that I don’t really know or don’t really like. In some cases there are people on my friends list that I don’t remember at all. I have ignored some friends requests from people–and then when I see them in person they ask “Hey, did you get my friend request on Facebook?”–awkward.

Facebook was fun to play catch-up with all the people from my past jobs, school, phases of my life, etc. Facebook was the number one reason why I didn’t go to my class reunion–I already knew what all my old classmates looked like and what they have been doing for the last 20 years.

I feel like these two social networking tools have run their course. As time goes by, I find myself caring less and less about Twitter and Facebook. I haven’t looked at Twitter in weeks, and Facebook in 3 days. Noise. That’s all it is. And I have plenty of that in my life, anyway. So much of what I’m reading on Twitter and Facebook is just crap I don’t care about. Sadly, from *people* I don’t care about.

So here I am, back where I started. Posting on my blog. Where *I* control the content. Where my *real* friends and family can read what I have to say and leave their feedback and have a conversation.

It’s good to be home.