the facebook party at the book store was a great deal of fun! and i let everybody get a sneak peek at the new ibook — face 2 facebook. but for a week and a half before, i had been a serious atkins dieter. it’s a no carb diet and i had to give up cupcakes and beer–my two favorite food groups. i wanted to fit into the perfect dress and i did — although i did not actually breathe during the party. and the after party. . . .
the book about my facebook adventure is an ibook that you can read either on your mac or on your ipad. my tech dude o.j. dorson is also creating this in a format that you can read with your kindle or whatever. but here’s the really interesting technological twist:
o.j. and i are also going to make a book that comes in a format in which individual screens (also called "pages") are made out of wood pulp (also known as "paper")
in this format, a qrl code would be embedded in some pages so that using your smartphone you could upload videos and pictures and whatnot onto your phone to enhance your reading experience.
if you’re a blogger and want to take your blog and create a book, or a writer who’s just about done with that first novel, i’d be happy to tell you more. but first. . . . i gotta find another cupcake (BURP!)
when i first made the new years eve resolution to meet every facebook friend i had (and at the time i had roughly 324), there was snow on the ground, my christmas tree was still up, and i weighed six pounds lighter. there’s been a lot of planes, trains and automobiles since january first. i feel like a python who has just swallowed the rabbit.
f2fb friend #162 sandy kolkey and i are roughly the same age. we first became friends because his son zak and my son eastman were in class together. somehow, i have grown older (and wider) and sandy hasn’t. his wife lisa once suggested to me that she hates him because he can eat a pint of ice cream every night while watching the evening news and he still doesn’t gain weight.
when he suggested that i drive out to the soccer fields to play, i figured i’d get some evercise and find out how he keeps it together. he said there were usually about five guys who played on each team and that natural attrition would eventually result in an invitation for this girl to join in the fun. but when i arrived, i was a bit surprised at the playing field.
i have never played soccer and i didn’t get to play on sandy’s team. i coached boys’ soccer for nine years, first for my son joseph’s teams and then for eastman’s. i thought i was being a good mom even though i don’t think i taught them any particular skill — i think the most important thing they learned is that every game must have orange slices for refreshment at the half time and a snack afterwards. my skill base is so abysmal that i didn’t understand offsides until three years into my tenure–i can hardly imagine what the referees thought of my responses when they would call my players on that charge.
in any event, sandy’s theory is that his passion for physical exercise is because of his father. sandy is now three years older than the age his father was when he died of pancreatic cancer. my biological father justin (f2fb friend #30) is still alive but my adoptive father donald patrick suffered two heart attacks while i was a child. i was with him when both occured. i have sometimes wondered if that has made me prone to thinking of my anxiety as a heart attack issue.
sandy is a world traveler and he said i will love mumbai in particular. he had this sage advice to offer me:
i told sandy i had a three hour drive in front of me and he said he envied me this year. that he wants to do something like this resolution i’m doing. i didn’t realize that i’d be having taking tap dancing next with a woman who is on her own personal new years eve resolution and i would talk her out of quitting. . . .