Much That Is Hidden

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Thanks to my immersion in Facebook, now even my blog reading has tapered off drastically. Although I see many of my fellow Blogovians milling about the walls of FB, at least one of them was skeptical of the process, citing a need to seek out and destroy all the pods he could find. Of course his resistance was futile and he has been assimilated, but not before he got one good swipe at me with the butcher knife (I'm fine - just a scratch, no blood, nothing a little epoxy can't fix). He now plays the part of Joe-anna in the upcoming intro video "Welcome to Stepford Facebook":

Oh Joe-anna! My new dress! How could you do a thing like that? Just when I was going to give you coffee! How could you do a thing like that? I thought we were friends! Just when I was going to... how could you do a thing like that... just when I was going to give you coffee! Oh Joe-anna... I thought we were friends... I thought we were friends... friends... coffee... how could you do a thing like that? Like that? Like that? Like that? Friends... friends...

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Labels: madness, pop culture, The lunatic is in my head