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    FACEBOOK, AN EXPERIENCE

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    HERMES, MESSENGER OF THE GODS!

    Momoe got me to get back to Facebook,after some six years?

    So I get these communiques?

    And I had set up a new profile? Is that what you call it?

    I cannot, per fifteen attempts to get a new picture or get new pictures? hahhaha

    so I get these new communiques.

    And all the friends send me a new set of 'friends' and so I think, who needs more friends?

     

     

    So I think, hey, let us get more friends.

    So I 'click' these friends of friends.

    hahahahahah

    I have no idea who they are. hahahaha

    One guy shows up and attacks me as being some enemy.

    I give him a link from here.

    He says

    WELL WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME YOU WERE A LIBERAL?

    But that is okay, I apologized to him profusely. hahahah

    I told him to come here and ask either of the Mikes or Ramona to vouch for my communism. hahhaahah

    One lady, I assume, sent me porno. hahahahahahah I could not believe it, I mean on Facebook?

    Porno is all over the web for free (others have told me about this including Louis CK, at least  that is what they told me) and I could not stop laughing.

    This is the most fun I have had in years.

    It is so strange.

    This Facebook thingy is sooooooooooooo damn funny.

    DO NOT FRIEND YOUR FRIENDS' FRIENDS. hahahahahahha

    I still cannot figure this damn thing out.

    I have friends here.

     

     

    But you have to understand, I pissed off a liberal. hahahahah

    I have much to learn about Facebook for sure.

    But damn, after being accused of being a commie all these years and a liberal is mad at me.

    hhahahahahaha

    And when I linked one of my blogs, Dagblog shows up to defend me. I mean that is a good thing.

    I cannot get my picture--Sancho Panza is my choice--onto the damn facebook thingy--nothing works.

    But then again, I cannot even get Sancho on my Dagblog. hahahah

    I have a lot of research to do. I mean this liberal is mad at me and tells me I am supposed to supply my own history as well as research his history and it is all a mystery to me. hahahaha

    Stick with your friends before you look for friends of friends of friends. hajhaah

    I am sorry. I cannot stop laughing.

    MY FRIENDS ARE HERE.

    I am safe here.

    Even when my friends are mad at me; at least I know what in the hell they are talking about. hahahah

    This is my conclusion:

     

    So much for Facebook. hahahah

    Yeah, I shall keep trying to meld, so to speak.

    I will tell you this:

    I am safe here!

    the end

    Oh i have got to add this.

    As of June 1

     

     

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    I like to think of myself as Hermes. wink

    I just started getting into Facebook now that I have some time on my hands (tried to was it off, but dang if that time just won't come off).

    I just sent you a message to you, but it will go into the Other Folder. To get there just click on the Message option and in the upper left hand corner, you'll see the Inbox (by default) and next to that is "Other"

    I figured you weren't the Richard Day who is a Renovation Mortgage Officer. Ha Ha Ha.

    If you friend me you will be my number 13 friend! Ha Ha Ha. Just search under my name. Unless you don't want someone who sees himself as a modern day Hermes.

    But seriously folks, Facebook allows me to keep in touch with people that I knew in Muncie as well as old friends from the past. It's also somewhere I can be serious, but also send some funny video I came across on the internet.

    [It would be good if I actually click the "send" button on the message.cheeky]


    We have these messengers. Conduits as it were! hahahah

    A gift from the gods as it were.

    And I receive these messages from the gods.

    As it were. hhahah

    Here is one example:

    http://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/six-ways-see-bioluminescence-worlds-oceans-180955541/

    Here are these organisms who glow the dark?

    I get more than that in a day.

    But damn? I would never see something like this. Ever!

    What the hell am I talking about anyway? hhahahahaha

    In sixth grade I would have gone nuts. And at 65 I go nuts. hahahah

     


    This is the kind of hilarity that awaits you on Facebook:

    Journalism hits a new low mark as first pitcher to throw with both arms in a major league game in 40 years is said to be Amphibious ....Drunk copy editor deserves to be croaked.


    What is journalism?

    Some guy on MSNBC at 6AM?

    Oh I was thinking of you: hell I always think about you, hahhahahaha

    I am laughing because I could be accused of breaking  a bunch of several Federal laws. hahahah

    Oh here it is

     

     

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    Dick, I was so glad to see you back on Facebook.  I think I messed it up somehow but it looks like you've found your place.  How is that guy who attacked you?  Lemme at 'im!  Yeah!

    (Edited to reflect that I meant "Who" instead of "How".  I don't care HOW he is!)

    I love Facebook but it's like any other gathering place.  You might think you can control the gang at the party but friends always bring friends and you know how that goes. . .

    Anyway, don't let the creepy stuff get to you.   BTW, does that guy Hermes have a FB page?  I'd like to "friend" him.  Lol.

     


    It is Doug Branson with the same avatar as this one here, that is you were referring to me and not that statue guy.


    I looked but didn't find it.  FB, right?


    I found ET and sent a friend request. My avatar is a little blond boy.


    Sent you a friend request, at least I think it's you. Dang, there's a lot of Richard Days out there.HA HA HA


    My name is Stillidealistic, and I'm a facebook addict. (Well, not as Stilli, so much, but my real me.) I love, love, love facebook, and spend way too much time there (or so my spouse tells me.)

    I use it to keep up with the world. Deanie Mills (remember her from the TPM days) sorts through all kinds of material everyday and posts the things she thinks her friends would be interested in - primarily politics, but other stuff, as well. Saves me tons of time.

    I've met a bunch of artsy types that have become good friends, some of them I've even met in real live person.

    I also use it to find on-line art classes, recently started following Sherrod Brown's blogger wife, and a Liberal Christian group that posts incredibly interesting political pieces that have been a salve to my wounded Christian heart.

    Don't know what I'd do with myself if it went away!


    I have been depressed lately Stilli.

    I will work on it.

    Momoe keeps me keepin on.

    I will do better.

    I am attempting to figure it out.

    WHAT THE HELL IS POKING ANYWAY?

    hahahahah


    I think poking was something people did more in the first few years of Facebook when people were more reserved at revealing themselves to their Facebook friends and needed to be encouraged to share more with a poke from a friend who wanted to hear more from them.  This option quickly became completely un-necessary as it turned out that, once acclimated to Facebook most people could not STOP sharing every moment of their lives.  It's like one them vestigial organs, once it had a purpose, but now it has none..  hahahaha
     


    I keep having all these problems with my software.

    I paid 75 bucks in Feb? for Word 365 and it does not work.

    I have little to share, I mean I go to the groceries and the tobacco store and I mop my floors...

    hahahah

    I am lost as ever.

    Thank you for sharing; no matter how trivial this response seems.

    I cannot write on anything.

    I just spent an hour on the phone with microsoft and they want a hundred bucks or more 'to fix the problem'. They tell me that it is not the problem with HP.

    I will be okay.

    I am just figuring out how to write.

    Sorry to whine, I just cannot figure this out.

    Anyway, I am too old to poke.

    hahahahah

    Oh, and I am happy you are getting some comments.

    I shall survive.

     

     


    A poem I just wrote for my "lost" friend ...

     

    As long as we are where we are,
    how can we be lost?

    If we do not recognize where we are standing,
    it is not because our bearing has been misplaced,
    we are simply exploring some new aspect of the community,
    that lies within the familiar.  

    Even in our most commonly known places,
    we can, and will, find something new to explore,
    and we can get so wrapped up in the examining
    and the experiencing of the joy of discovery, that
    we forget the past for a while, and our bearings, and
    find happiness in the present moment.

    So we are not lost, just experiencing new stuff,
    and while the territory may seem, in retrospect, recognizable,
    our creative perceptions can always find the new in the familiar
    and we must allow ourselves to luxuriate in pretending we are lost. 

    Lost is merely living in a house you have not purchased yet.
    Lost is a way of challenging ourselves to appreciate that with which we are unfamiliar.
    Lost is a journey of discovery that always ends up with us finding we have been home all along.

    We are not lost, we are god-damn explorers.

     


    Dick, if you're not comfortable with Facebook, don't use it. Unless you enjoy the overabundance of abundance it's like being at a party just because you didn't want to hurt a friend's feelings. On the other hand, of course, if you do like it then just be patient with the whole thing - it's all in your control either way.

    Personally, I'm too lazy to bother with it and far too uninterested in myself to inflict me on others. Or maybe I'd rather not "share" .... I'll just keep annoying folks around here for awhile.


    Frankly, I am having problems doing anything. hahahah

    However I shall give Missy my Dayly Line of the Day Award for this here Dagblog Site, given to all of her from all of me!

    I mean the overabundance of abundance....

    Hell, it would take me decades to find a line like this.

    hahahahahah

    Oh, and this might sound trite, but Mr. Smith calls you Missy.

    And that makes me happy.


    Well, thank you very much! See there? The coveted Dayly awards are honors only you can give, and you are why they mean so much. You'll figure out your problems with software and such, you always do.

    Oh, and I'm happy that you've been calling me Missy for so many years - wasn't it back in '08?


    Remember what the doormouse said:

    It's in your head.

    hahahahahahah

    Yeah, 2008 sounds about rightl hhahahaha

    But you invited ANYONE, I recall, because i WAS anyone. hahahah


    I hope things start looking up for you, Arthur. Depression is no fun. I've experienced it a few times over the years, once badly enough to require medication.

    I don't do a lot of the things available on Facebook - poking is one of them. And I don't play the games. I tend to be a bit of a hermit these days, spending nearly all my time either with the kids or at home. Facebook makes me feel like I'm out in the world, without having to actually be there! Heeheehee!


    I can't believe I missed half of the thread.  See you are not the only one who is a day late and a dollar short.  

    I don't do much either.  I go to the grocery store, Walmart and Goodwill.  I get to put gas in my car and play taxi driver.  Then once a week I go to the food bank that is 2 different churches every other week accept when the dates fall on a 5 week month. I have the kids but they are kids and work. I have my down days but that just might be I am tired sometimes. My neighborhood is full of sadness so I keep things just friendly and don't visit with them. It is just better that way.  

    This computer is my window on the world.  I am not much of a writer but I do string some words together.  I can lose myself in all the things I can read and see on the internet  I can escape from the harshness of reality.  I find the whole thing just amazing.  I find the cell phone amazing. I follow a group a geologist and scientist that talk about volcanoes and earthquakes. I read climate papers that tie in with weather and geology.  I also read about history and other science related things. I keep my mind busy thinking of stuff that I read about then I don't dwell on things I can't change. I get just as thrilled as you do when I get a comment or a reply on something I wrote. If I get more then 25 people to read a recipe here I feel like Martha Steward. 

    So there isn't any exciting things to write about, just day to day stuff. I think of something once in a while that might be worthwhile to write about. I have my worries and problems that crop up all the time.  There is plenty of stress but I keep that where it belongs and not in blogs if I can help it because this is where I go to escape and recharge myself.  

    I hope you find your self soon.  I don't want to have to send you a couple of shovel fulls of crap when it hits my fan just to perk you up.  


    You know, I really really like you. hahahahahah

    That is all I got right now. hahahah


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