Stepping stones at the Portland
Classical Chinese Gardens
I wrote a Facebook Note with my contact information and the following message to my "friends":
[editorial note: I think it's HILARIOUS that I thought it was 2 years ago that I started Facebooking. That just goes to show what a time-sucking-warp it is. I actually joined up in 2007-- so it's been about FOUR years that I've been thinking in status-updates! Ay, caramba!]
And by the way, deleting Facebook is tricky. At first I only managed to "disable" Facebook. A few days later a friend clued me in and I had to open it back up to properly delete it. So in case you are wondering how to work it (because they really don't want you to go away), here's what you do:
- Log in
- At the bottom right of the page, click on the tiny blue letters that say "Help"
- I don't know if this will stay here forever, but in the right-hand sidebar under "Top Questions" the very top question is "How do I permanently delete my account?"
- Carefully read the page and click on the link to "submit your request here"
- Then don't touch it for 14 days or it will be reactivated
Now if you are like me and actually have information on Facebook that is somewhat valuable (for instance, so far that was the only place I had chronicled Noble's birth with photos and captions, little details I will have possibly forgotten when I finally make his baby book a decade from now), you can copy everything you've ever done on Facebook onto your hard drive. Photos, comments, everything (as far as I know). It's pretty cool. So I did that.
Again, I am not writing all this to try to convince you that technology is the devil and that you should get off Facebook, Twitter, texting, etc... All I know is that I needed to detach from the machine...and it feels like vacation!