Some decisions are just common sense: I don’t friend the kids of friendz, nor the friendz of my own kids. Rule of thumb: as a middle-aged man, never send a friend request to one of your daughter’s girlfriends. Or boyfriends, for that matter. It’s just creepy. And as a teacher, I don’t friend my students. [...]
Last time on this space, I was writing about the somewhat surreal experience of reading through my Facebook Friendz recommendations, carefully. Some things just aren’t meant to be read carefully: Paul Ryan’s Republican budget proposal, for instance; FB Friendz recommendations. That notwithstanding—I did. And, of course, I took a pass on nearly all of them. [...]
Like anyone who has a Facebook account, I get e-mails occasionally telling me that someone or other wants to be “friends.” I’m normally pretty accommodating, I think; though like most thoughtful people, I resist the idea that these shared data streams actually constitute friendships. I could write the rest of this post putting the terms [...]
My students had read, and we’d all fruitfully discussed, Carl Wilson’s 33 1/3 book on Celine Dion: so far, so good. We were sauntering through the subsequent reading and writing assignments (and yes, in response to those comments: I’ll post the syllabus sometime soon, but I think I’d like to finish the semester first, and [...]
It’s been so long since I posted, I hardly remember how. If John Lennon were still with us, I think he’d say that blog silence is what happens to you when you’re busy making other plans. But at lunch today with a friend, I told a story that I realized might be of interest to [...]