every winter, there comes a time when weather prognosticators get their groove on. and an outpouring of forecasts, each more apocalyptic than the other, scares the bejesus out of chicagoans. today, the general consensus is that the upcoming snowstorm will be worse than, ahem, the snowstorm of 1967. the winnetka community house has already announced it will be closed. ohare airport, out of which i was to fly off to tallahassee, is on full ground stop for tomorrow. and mc kato has been forced to postpone the concert he was to do at my house. his dj and the rest of his posse are going to try again later this month. it will be the “welcome back for a little while” concert for my face to facebook project. sometimes i am reminded that friendship requires flexibility. especially in the face of the elements.
i thought this past weekend that a friend had defriended me. and further, when i tried to email her, i thought i was being blocked. i felt awful. a little rejected. a little concerned about whatever i had done to have her not want to count me as a friend anymore. then i did something totally retro–i called her. she said that no, she was still my friend and i wasn’t being blocked but that she had deactivated her account for a while. the reasons are not for discussion here, but i hadn’t known you can deactivate and then reactivate and then presumably redeactivate again. i learned from f2fb #4 winston chang that many people on active duty in the military deactivate their accounts so that if they are, say, held hostage, their captors can’t use information gleaned from their page in order to harm them or their families.
and this is not to say that i haven’t been defriended because i have been by one person since this enterprise got started.
regardless of the weather, i’m fighting my way onto the first flight out of chicago to tallahassee so that i can see my facebook friend justin leiber, who is also my father.
facebook friend number four winston chang was a freshman at west point in september of 2001. when disaster struck, the campus was locked down and the stakes were suddenly very high–every student understood that they were being trained for a war. winston ended up leaving the army after graduation and he is now building a career as a rap musician. i met him when he performed in a play i wrote.*
all women, it is presumed, lie about their age and their weight. here are the incontrovertible facts: i’m fifty years old and yesterday morning i weighed 136.8 pounds. i want to be staggeringly beautiful and strong enough to fend off age.
the workout winston devised relied on three elements: lower body strength, upper body strength, and neural strength. all of it in eight sets of three reps. i was surprised that it was only a half hour, expecting to have to be locked into the gym for two hours. it was followed by sprints in the parking lot.
winston has an alter ego mc kato and i will “meet” him on february first. i have at least one other friend–steve quick slash stu fast–who has an alternate identity. i wonder how many people do that.
click on the word workout to see how winston devised a workout based on the master fitness class of west point!
*to see more about the play winston was in, go to http://perfectlylegalproductions.com
my first trip starts next friday! i will meet my stepdaughter, my best friend from high school, a couple from kankakee, a bartender i’ve only met once, and my son joseph’s very good friend chris redmond!
this morning i received a facebook request from julianne couch who lives in laramie, wyoming. she is friends with the inimitable and quite dead Mr. Clark (don’t tell him he’s dead, it just makes him fret). in any event, i asked her if she understood that i’d have to meet her this year if we became friends. she agreed and allowed as how she might be moving to iowa to make seeing her easier. what a sweetheart!
1. working out with winston chang–this west point grad is show this old lady how to make good on the new year’s resolutions (those five pounds) that i’ve never managed when they were really my resolutions.
2. my hair done by rena leonard. she’s a barista at caribou and i get my coffee there every morning. . . but i’ve never spent any time with her at all.
3. running with lisa jarvis. i see her every morning at the winnetka community house fitness center. but maybe we should really be friends.
and i’m mapping out the grand midwestern tour. . . . i leave in a week and a half. what happens if i don’t recognize people because i haven’t seen them in so long? i think i have to develop a nice, vague pretense of being farsighted.