I’ve never really got much out of Facebook. Quite likely because I’ve been Doing It Wrong; so I’m trying to fix that.
What happened was, I got on Facebook back in 2007; in the early days I accepted friend requests from almost anyone and in particular anyone who worked at Sun. This turned out to be a bad idea; every time I stuck my head in there, all these people I didn’t know were shouting and poking and tagging, and I kept getting messages from strangers asking me to become their fans.
So, I’ve decided to try to make it work. The last few weeks, I’ve been spending an hour here and an hour there pulling up my Facebook home and profile pages and unfriending anyone who wasn’t a, you know, friend. I apologize to anyone whose feelings might have been hurt. My hypothesis is that Facebook works great when you’re only friends with people who, when they post pictures of their kids, you actually want to look at them. Or, as someone said over dinner tonight, with people who you’d walk across a bar to talk to if you saw them. Or whatever.
It’s still pretty noisy in there; but I’m going on pruning and hoping.