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bang with friends

do you use bang with friends–the anonymous, simple, fun way to find friends who are down for the night?  well, if you do, maybe i know about it.  or maybe i don’t.

bang with friends is an app that sorts through your facebook friends list, looking for friends who are interested in a casual hook up.  if both of you are both  interested, bang with friends will put you in touch.   where and how you bang is up to you.

bang with friends is an app that sorts through your facebook friends list, looking for friends who are interested in a casual hook up. if both of you are both interested, bang with friends will put you in touch. where and how you bang is up to you.

it’s not the sort of app you want your parents or your coworkers to know you’re using.  ditto that ex-boyfriend whom you keep on your friends list because you want to check out his new squeezes–knowing you’re using the app would make you seem so . . . desperate.  bang with friends has been slammed by the clueless media outlets like huffington for letting everybody know just how desperate you are.  worst nightmare, right?  especially if it turned out you AND your parents were using it.

but media reports are quite wrong, with a caveat.  bang with friends automatically adjusts its privacy setting.  right now it’s set at “only me” being allowed to see that you’ve installed the app.  on the other hand, there are people who joined bang with friends before january when facebook graph search opened up everybody’s treasure box of apps.  that just means that if you installed this app before january and you don’t want anybody except that casual encounter you’re about to have to know that you’re using, you have to manually adjust your privacy setting.

or you could just not use the app, book a flight to vegas and see what happens.

 


saturday superhero facebook friends

there are some heroes who do extraordinary things to save others.

a few weeks ago, the model heidi klum rescued her seven year old son henry from a riptide off the coast of the hawaii island where the family vacationed.  i would jump right in the water too if my son's life was in danger. . . of course, i wouldn't look as great!

a few weeks ago, the model heidi klum rescued her seven year old son henry from a riptide off the coast of the hawaii island where the family vacationed. i would jump right in the water too if my son’s life was in danger. . . of course, i wouldn’t look as great!

 

there are heroes who face “chronic” or longterm adversity and yet they endure.

the anglo-irish explorer ernest shackleton led three expeditions into antarctica.  the middle expedition--named the imperial trans-arctic expedition--was sidetracked by its ship endurance being grounded.  from 1914 until 1917, shackleton devoted himself to rescuing his crew.  without any loss of life, he managed to bring back his crew and cement his heroic status.

the anglo-irish explorer ernest shackleton led three expeditions into antarctica. the middle expedition–named the imperial trans-arctic expedition–was sidetracked by its ship endurance being grounded. from 1914 until 1917, shackleton devoted himself to rescuing his crew. without any loss of life, he managed to bring back his crew and cement his heroic status.

 

and then there are heroes like my facebook friends geoff and dot fox who are heroes by example.  they have endured shackletonian reversals of fortune (as have many people in this dire economic era). . . they have downsized from a winnetka home just down the street from where i live and they have suffered a business loss.

the fox family owned l & a stationery in winnetka.  the shop sold wedding invitations, cards, school supplies, office equipment.  it's hard to remember in this era of evite and ipad minis that there was a tangible beauty in the smell of a freshly sharpened pencil or the delight in running a finger across an engraved invitation.

the fox family owned l & a stationery in winnetka. the shop sold wedding invitations, cards, school supplies, office equipment. it’s hard to remember in this era of evite and ipad minis that there was a tangible beauty in the smell of a freshly sharpened pencil or the delight in running a finger across an engraved invitation.

 

this saturday, i invited the foxes to go with me to a kids against hunger food packing event.  the foxes arrived with son jon (who doesn’t have a facebook account as near as i can tell unless he’s blocking me just for fun!)  and they worked for two hours to pack nutritious meals to be shipped to nicaragua.  there was no reward, no interview on the today show, no wikipedia entry for them.

the weird part is that if we packed lunches as a job for pay i don't think we would have had as much fun!

the weird part is that if we packed lunches as a job for pay i don’t think we would have had as much fun!

 

the foxes are very quiet, very private heroes.  in fact, i’m pretty sure i’m violating their undercover status just by writing this.  so i will ask them in advance for forgiveness and then i gotta ask:

 

 


america runs on facebook time

 

in 1941, the watch company bulova paid $9 to air a commercial just before a brooklyn dodgers philadelphia phillies baseball game.  the ad was nothing more than this picture with some voice over.

in 1941, the watch company bulova paid $9 to air a commercial just before a brooklyn dodgers philadelphia phillies baseball game. the ad was nothing more than this picture with some voice over.  some people who saw this first commercial weren’t interested in buying watches.  wasted advertising dollars.

 

this morning, when i logged on to facebook i read some ads on the right margin of my home page.  pottery barn.  a new opi gel nail varnish.  christian singles date.  faithful men looking to date mature women.  ameritrade.  a new anti-aging regime.  bone density tests. i have a sense that if i logged onto my son eastman’s account, there would strikingly different ads.   and if he logged onto my account, there would be a lot of wasted advertising dollars.  because he’s a twenty year old dude.  he doesn’t want to date faithful christian men, open an ameritrade account, or get his bones tested.  and frankly, what does he need anti-aging for when he still has to use a fake i.d. to buy liquor?

advertising is an inexact sport.

ever since facebook went public in may 2012, the shroud of pessimism has fallen over its menlo park headquarters.

the shroud of turin is a piece of linen kept at that italian town's cathedral of saint john the baptist.  it bears the image of a man who has injuries consistent with being crucified.  some people think it was the burial shroud of jesus.  the shroud of pessimism is when everybody thinks you've got nails in your hands and feet and you're dying in between two thieves.

the shroud of turin is a piece of linen kept at that italian town’s cathedral of saint john the baptist. it bears the image of a man who has injuries consistent with being crucified. some people think it was the burial shroud of jesus. the shroud of pessimism is when everybody thinks you’ve got nails in your hands and feet and you’re dying in between two thieves.

share prices on that first day were over $38 but the price has been bumping and tumbling ever since.  part of the problem is how to monetize facebook.

say what?  you’ve been hearing about how mark is a multi-trillionaire.  but yes, facebook actually has had a bit of a “what are we doing here and how do we make money doing it?” problem.

it’s about advertisers and how much they’re going to be willing to pay for playing on facebook.  when mark first started facebook, it seemed like the easiest thing in the world would be to allow banner ads–users clicked on the image, were redirected to the advertiser’s website, and for each click the advertiser would kick back money.  mark didn’t want to do that.  he wanted interactivity:  customers expressing interest, encouraged to give word of mouth marketing on a massive scale, and advertisers able to respond to the market with customer driven innovations.

okay, how likely are you to visit skittles.com?  how likely are you to "like" skittles on facebook?  in march, 2012 skittles.com attracted 23,000 unique users in the united states.  during that same period the skittles page on facebook was a new "like" for 320,000 people.  i want a job responding to posts from fans of skittles.  i also want free skittles.

okay, how likely are you to visit skittles.com? how likely are you to “like” skittles on facebook? in march, 2012 skittles.com attracted 23,000 unique users in the united states. during that same period the skittles page on facebook was a new “like” for 320,000 people. i want a job responding to posts from fans of skittles. i also want free skittles.

 

today’s closing share price for facebook is $27.40.  a bit of a tumble from $38 but i think the long term prospects are good.  if i wasn’t paying my taxes this weekend, i’d definitely be down for some facebook stocks. . . and maybe a bulova.  because that first television commercial is making me feel quite nostalgic.


home sweet facebook home

i like facebook.  i like a facebook a lot.  but i’m not sure that i want to make it my home.  or carry it with me.

home is facebook’s new software.  it takes over your android phone and places pictures and messages from your facebook friends front and center.  your phone becomes an extension of your facebook page.

some analysts thought facebook might be announcing the creation of its own phone.  rather, facebook is offering optional software called "home"

some analysts thought facebook might be announcing the creation of its own phone. that spooked investors so there was a  pre-announcement to clarify what will be officially announced on april 12. got that?

 

with facebook innovations, there are always concerns about privacy.  in the case of home, facebook will be able to retrieve and store information about likes, user location, messages and comments.  the information will be stored for ninety days and will give facebook a chance to figure out whether you are so lame as to listen to duran duran or that you’re addicted to playing mafia wars.  i assume that mark and the entire facebook team, true to their word, will honor facebook/user confidentiality.  and not share them with advertisers except when absolutely necessary which is, like, all the time.

the application will come preloaded on some phones released by htc, att and others.  so now you can have your phone dedicated to facebook.  investors have responded somewhat positively with facebook shares trading at over $27 for the first time since march 14.


marky z gives it up for the tax man

my dear friend marky z is a small businessman.  he started his little financial empire out of his college dorm room, programming and brainstorming and dealing with the insufferable but undeniably handsome winklevoss twins cameron and tyler.*

yo, marky z, you've brought together a lot of people with  facebook!  and you've taken your company public so that we all can invest!  uh, well, stock prices have dropped since the ipo at just under forty washingtons to yesterday's $25 per share.  talk about affordability!

yo, marky z, you’ve brought together a lot of people with facebook! and you’ve taken your company public so that we all can invest! uh, well, stock prices have dropped since the ipo at just under forty washingtons to yesterday’s $25 per share. talk about affordability!

marky z is going to be reporting roughly $2.3  billion of income from his stock options alone–you have to add in his wife priscilla’s income as a physician and–who knows?–maybe marky moonlights as a bartender.  he does get a deduction for $500,000,000 that he gave to the silicon valley community foundation (and yes, i have the correct number of zeros).  the top federal tax rate is 48% and the california state government takes out an extra 13.3%.  he hasn’t filed his taxes yet this year, but analysts predict he’s going to owe more than $1,000,000,000 with a top tax rate of 48.3%.  

 

really, should we tell marky z about the 1% arlynn presser surcharge on taxes?

and *tell the winklevoss twins that i’m happy to have dinner with them.  just not at the same time.  that would be too weird.


will you be my beta reader?

 

 

 


imitation and yes i’m flattered

imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, the english cleric and writer charles caleb colton opined in his 1822 book “lacon or many things in few words addressed to those who think”…  and i think i’m really flattered.   in 2011, i endeavored to make good on a new year’s resolution to meet all my facebook friends.  there were 325 friends and sometimes, as is the case for so many, i would look at my facebook home page and some status update and i’d think “who is this person, why am i friends with them, and why should i like their link to a lmao video?”

i sallied forth and spent a year getting face time with every friend.  i traveled around the world because some of my friends have the misfortune to not live in my dear sweet hometown of winnetka.  i learned a lot of new skills–you should definitely invite me over if you have a champagne bottle you want opened with a saber sword or if you want boxing lessons.

ty morin has made a resolution quite similar to mine, hoping to meet nearly 800 of his facebook friends.

he is hoping to complete this project in three or four years.  he began his quest with a kickstarter grant campaign to raise travel and production money.  he’s even got a title for the documentary he will make about the project–friend request accepted.  he’s getting a lot of press and he intends to make this project speak to our interactions with social media.  he’s visited with 20 of his friends so far and figures the project will take him three or four years.

yo, marky z, you've brought together a lot of people with  facebook!

yo, marky z, you’ve brought together a lot of people with facebook!

i wish him every luck and want him to know that charles caleb colton is absolutely right:  i’m flattered!


aa meetings just make me want a drink

“i didn’t have much success with aa,”  my facebook friend bee said to me.  ”the meetings, the stories the people would tell, just made me want to have a drink.”

i think i know what she means.  there are stories i hear in the rooms (aa-speak for their meetings) that make me want to meet mr. pinot grigio in the the parking lot for a quickie.

“if you didn’t go to meetings, what did you do?”  i asked.

“i found jesus.”

there are people who get sober through the aa program.  aa as an organization claims a 100% success rate with those who stick with and adhere to all the intricacies of the program.  aa only counts those that stick with the program.  if you drop out and don’t attend meetings and work the steps (that’s aa speak for having a sponsor who guides you through the twelve steps of sober spiritual development) you are not counted.  but how many people drop out?  well, if one hundred people were to go to an aa meeting on january first and we counted up how many of that hundred are “working the steps” a year from now, we’d have a meeting with five people.  ninety five percent will have dropped out before then.  and of the five percent, roughly forty percent will be sober a year after that.

and yet there are extraordinary stories of success with aa.  there’s a wonderful chaotic democratic spirit to the program.  there is a sacred text, just like a bible, called the big book.   and it worked for a family member who has returned to moderate drinking and has regained control that mr. vodka had coopted.

still, there are alternatives to aa and even — forgive me for saying this, bee! — jesus.  rational recovery is probably the most notable.  this program eschews the “surrender” or “disease” concept of aa and aims for the jugular of the “beast” (that’s rational recovery speak for the fact that once you drink that first cosmopolitan you are going to shut down the bar) with an addictive voice.  i went through their online explanation of rational recovery and it sort of creeped me out.  but what i really came away with was how diametrically opposed to aa this system is.  this is no “i’m powerless over alcohol” program.  rational recovery claims that the sort of aa talk that anticipates the possibility of relapse will, in essence, create relapses.

i was intrigued by the rational recovery program after an aa member with twenty five years recovery texted me “please please don’t drink today” which was sort of random.  i ignored the text.  a second text sent to me a half hour later read “i am really worried about you” and “i have so many friends who have died of this disease” and finally “do you need an intervention?”  i felt like i had been bundled up in the failure cape.   then again, the text were motivated by genuine concern and experience with a great many of the 95%.

i truly admire my friend bee who worked out her own solution.  i admire my aa friend who has been sober a quarter century.  i admire the people who aim for a meeting every day.  i admire too the people who give it their best and they fall on their ass and have to figure out how to pick themselves up.  and i admire the people who do the twelfth step and care for the newbies like me in a way i find frankly puzzling and beautiful.

Twelfth Step:  Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to other addicts, and to practice these principles in all our affairs

i don’t have any answers.  i have a lot of questions.  i see a lot of pain that people who are addicted–to mr. alcohol, to gambling, to narcotics, to cigarettes, to food–and i wonder how we get out from the undertow and swim to the safety of the shore.


smokin’ hot me!

i’ve been totally intrigued by some of the suggestions that my facebook and even nonfacebook friends have been giving me for how to deal with my breakup with mr. pinot grigio.

one suggestion–candy.

and it sort of makes sense.  alcohol is converted into sugar by your liver.  so why not replace the alcoholic sugars with some regular old-fashioned not so good but not quite as bad for you sugar?

i went to a self-pity party last night around midnight.  i couldn’t get to sleep.  had made a promise to not have a drink.  had run out of hulu.com sitcoms–raising hope, the office, 30 rock, parks and recreation–to watch.  downton abbey season three is over  and so, it seemed, was my life.

i am the sort to have a last glass of wine after dinner instead of wasting my calories on dessert but i decided to give this sugar substitution a try.  i read the evelyn waugh book “scoop” while consuming the following:  a one pound bag of jelly beans, a box of dark chocolate chip cookies, a box of chocolate covered raspberries, a reese’s package i found in the freezer, four girl scout cookies (the thin mints) and a mango.  the mango was purely so i could cop to being a healthy eater.

i slept.  in fact, i overslept.  and i wonder–is the world going to love a 200 pound smokin’ hot me?


my pathetic gratitude for the best valentine’s day card ever

i always thought it was the silliest service project the p.t.a. could come up with.  making christmas cards, valentine’s day cards, halloween cards, easter cards for hospital patients.  jeez, soup kitchens seemed more practical, caroling at nursing homes even seemed more reasonable, cleaning up the litter in the forest preserve absolutely the way to go.  but cards?  really, is that the best use of time, construction paper, and stickers?

we want our kids to have an empathetic nature.  a genetic instinct for giving to others, even if we don’t necessarily have it ourselves and therefore aren’t really passing it along genetically.

research on cows has shown that individual cows will become agitated if they are in the presence of a distressed cow.  this is a particular problem at slaughterhouses and makes me feel pretty funny about the whopper jr. with cheese no mayonnaise that has been snuck into my hospital room each night around eleven thirty, whoops!  no fair calling the cardiac unit and outing me!

research on cows has shown that individual cows will become agitated if they are in the presence of a distressed cow. this is a particular problem at slaughterhouses and makes me feel pretty funny about the whopper jr. with cheese no mayonnaise that has been snuck into my hospital room each night around eleven thirty, whoops! no fair calling the cardiac unit and outing me!

and so i have found myself on p.t.a. committees to cultivate this instinct that’s not really an instinct if we have to cultivate it.  but the cards for shut-ins and hospital patients.  always found that stupid.

the rules are simple for these sort of cards:  no identifying one’s self, no saying “get well soon” because the card might end up in the hands of someone who is terminally ill (saying “don’t die” or “hope you go to heaven” would be a bit much, no?) and cheerfulness.  always cheerfulness.

i always wondered who would care about a card that came from someone anonymous?   someone with the cheery attitude that isn’t in the hospital?  someone who won’t even sign their name?  someone who doesn’t even know me?

i stand utterly and completely corrected.  well, not standing because i’m in my hospital bed, with my arms decimated because i.v. tubes keep coming out and having to be replaced, with the stench of four days without a shower, and a hospital gown that probably should just be incinerated.   and i smell bad.  and i’m ashamed and mortified that i am here because, in the end, i had a love affair with mr. pinot grigio that went on a little too long.  and we’ve only been broken up for four days.

but i have received the most gorgeous valentine’s day card delivered by the sweet volunteer who every morning has asked me if i want a free chicago tribune.

inside the card says that i'm amazing and happy valentine's day and xoxoxo.  really, thank you probable fifth grader who didn't want to be making this card in the first place.  your empathy may be foisted upon you but it is a treasure to me.  happy valentine's day to you as well and YOU are amazing!

inside the card says that i’m amazing and happy valentine’s day and xoxoxo. really, thank you probable fifth grader who didn’t want to be making this card in the first place. your empathy may be foisted upon you but it is a treasure to me. happy valentine’s day to you as well and YOU are amazing! xoxoxo right back at you!

 


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