"If I could go back and change it...."
We've all said it. We've all thought about it. Would we really change anything that we did in our lives?
My personal fear is that I would go back and change things, and just as I think I'm in the clear I start fading from pictures. A complete and total "Back to the Future" disaster would ensue, and a giant rip would form in the space/time continuum, and no flux capacitor could save us then!
If I were assured of having no such McFly disaster scenario take place, some things I would go back and change would be...
1. As a child, I would decide that I could NOT fly, thus NOT jumping head first off the couch into the wall, and therefore NOT scaring the crap out of my mom.
2. I would decide to pick up baseball, basketball, and/or football in 5th grade...not wrestling. I may have lasted longer than 2 weeks, and the uniforms aren't nearly as embarrassing.
3. I would ask that girl out.
4. I would ask that girl out again.
5. I would make an effort to stay in touch with a handful of folks after high school.
6. I would remind my teenage self that he had no idea.
7. I would get a haircut.
8. I would go to Chillipepper in 2004, and suffer on the bus through the ice storm.
9. I would aggressively pursue that job at Clemson.
10. I would turn the volume down.
11. I would visit my grandma more often.
I was going to go the humorous route, but it didn't work out that way. So, I stopped before I got down,haha...
Regrets are an unfortunate part of life. We make stupid decisions. We take actions we shouldn't, and stay still when we need to move. We end up missing out on good things, and make bad things out of good ones.
I find that the older I get, the fewer regrets I create. I think it's because I've created about as many as a saved person can already.
So what do we do? We seek God. We do right by Him each day He gives us. We forgive. We don't forget, but we don't hold on to it. We get on with it. No wallowing!
I often wonder how things might have turned out differently for me had I made different choices. But in the end it's moot. I'm sure I've missed out on some things God tried to bless me with, but I also know that God still blesses me, even though I don't deserve it.
I may not get all I want, but I have everything I need. That's one thing I never want to change.
Adam
Monday, April 26, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Musical Tastes
In this blog's infancy, one theme seems to be coming up more often than not already: music.
Music's one of those things that everybody likes, but there are so many styles and options to choose from that noone has the same tastes. Similar maybe, but not the same. And it's one of those things that get people in a wad if you talk bad about their favorite singer or band. I get that way sometimes myself.
I think that's why I liked the movie "High Fidelity". The scenes w/ Jack Black and John Cusack carrying on about different songs and the best/worst lists they have is so identifiable with me. I love a good discussion about music. I love a good argument about it. And like the characters in the movie, I always feel like I'm right and that my musical interests are superior than yours. Sue me!
So with this topic in mind, I thought I'd start a series of posts about the albums or songs that have stuck out in my mind over the years. Some are going to be things that I still think are great, others are going to be in the "I can't believe I thought that was good" category. Some blew my mind when I first heard them, some made me want to rip off my ears. So, hopefully this will be fun to type and fun for anyone else to read.
I'll start with one I pulled out the other day. Pearl Jam, "Ten"....
When they started playing Pearl Jam on MTV, I didn't like them...at all. Hated them. It wasn't just that I was still clinging to the last days of "hair" metal, but I genuinely thought Pearl Jam sucked. And I didn't like grunge in sound or looks...
Then one day I heard my brother playing "Ten" in his room one day. I heard the usual "crap": Evenflow, Alive...but then I heard a slower song. The song built as it went. And the end of it got me in the guitar part, and the vocal...the song was "Black"....of all songs, that got me hooked. So, to this day, "Ten" is one of the few albums I call perfect, meaning I like every song on it. "Once", "Garden", "Oceans", "Deep", "Release Me", "Why Go"...wow...the singles were great, but the other stuff was incredible to my 15-16 year old ears! I can remember me and my buddy Sean singing "Porch" ALL the freaking time,haha...
So, in review...Pearl Jam's album "Ten" is in the "wow" category. It steered me into a new direction in my music listening preferences, and it's still the best thing they'll ever do. I would put it in my top 10 albums ever.
I'm sure I'll do a top 10 on here one day, but not right now. There are hot grits in the kitchen calling my name.
"tattooed everything..."
Adam
Music's one of those things that everybody likes, but there are so many styles and options to choose from that noone has the same tastes. Similar maybe, but not the same. And it's one of those things that get people in a wad if you talk bad about their favorite singer or band. I get that way sometimes myself.
I think that's why I liked the movie "High Fidelity". The scenes w/ Jack Black and John Cusack carrying on about different songs and the best/worst lists they have is so identifiable with me. I love a good discussion about music. I love a good argument about it. And like the characters in the movie, I always feel like I'm right and that my musical interests are superior than yours. Sue me!
So with this topic in mind, I thought I'd start a series of posts about the albums or songs that have stuck out in my mind over the years. Some are going to be things that I still think are great, others are going to be in the "I can't believe I thought that was good" category. Some blew my mind when I first heard them, some made me want to rip off my ears. So, hopefully this will be fun to type and fun for anyone else to read.
I'll start with one I pulled out the other day. Pearl Jam, "Ten"....
When they started playing Pearl Jam on MTV, I didn't like them...at all. Hated them. It wasn't just that I was still clinging to the last days of "hair" metal, but I genuinely thought Pearl Jam sucked. And I didn't like grunge in sound or looks...
Then one day I heard my brother playing "Ten" in his room one day. I heard the usual "crap": Evenflow, Alive...but then I heard a slower song. The song built as it went. And the end of it got me in the guitar part, and the vocal...the song was "Black"....of all songs, that got me hooked. So, to this day, "Ten" is one of the few albums I call perfect, meaning I like every song on it. "Once", "Garden", "Oceans", "Deep", "Release Me", "Why Go"...wow...the singles were great, but the other stuff was incredible to my 15-16 year old ears! I can remember me and my buddy Sean singing "Porch" ALL the freaking time,haha...
So, in review...Pearl Jam's album "Ten" is in the "wow" category. It steered me into a new direction in my music listening preferences, and it's still the best thing they'll ever do. I would put it in my top 10 albums ever.
I'm sure I'll do a top 10 on here one day, but not right now. There are hot grits in the kitchen calling my name.
"tattooed everything..."
Adam
Friday, April 2, 2010
Easter
It's Good Friday.
I've had people ask me why it's called "good" Friday if something terrible happened that day?
Well, my response is this: if Jesus had stayed dead, then yes, it was a bad day. But in actuality, it was one of the best days of all time.
It's "good" because of the sacrifice. In the Old Testament, God required a blood sacrifice to atone the people of their sins. The sacrifice itself didn't forgive the sin, God forgave the sins as a response to the people's willing sacrifice, as it's through the sacrifices that they admitted to God their wrongdoings.
Well, fast-forward to the New Testament and we see God becoming a man. Totally God, totally man. He did this to show us how to live and also so that He could relate to the struggles we have as imperfect people. He ofcourse, was perfect even still!
Jesus, who IS God in flesh, sacrificed Himself on that "good" friday, to atone for all sins for all time. The perfect blood sacrifice. He did it for everyone.
Now, Jesus was dead. The Romans knew how to execute people. They were quite good at it. So, no doubt he was dead. They wrapped him in burial linens...w/ pounds of spices and oils, that basically formed a glue-like sealing as they wrapped him in it. Houdini wouldn't have broken free from this one!
A couple days later, w/ Roman guards (not just a couple, but an entire group!) protecting the tomb from grave robbers, something amazing happened. The stone in front of the tomb went flying off the entrance...Jesus wasn't there any more...his burial clothes still in the shape of his body, but no body!
He didn't walk out. He didnt' break out. The disciples didn't take the body (had the Roman guard allowed that to happen, ALL of them would have been executed, per Roman customs). Almost immediately, the cover up began from the pharisees, sadducees, and Roman soldiers who "were like dead men" when all this happened in front of them...so the story was "the disciples stole the body". The beauty of it is, they never hunted down the disciples to arrest them for it...the Roman guards weren't executed...and best of all, the never produced a body...
Jesus started appearing to a few folks here and there, and then to up to 500 at a time. He who was dead was now alive! Not a ghost, but flesh and bone.
After a while, He ascended into Heaven. I can imagine the scene THAT day.
Anyway, it's Easter weekend. The events that unfolded almost 2000 years ago changed history forever. As much as they try to not say "B.C." any more, face it, Jesus' entry on the scene changed time and how we keep time! haha...If Jesus was simply a good teacher and good guy, would it had made that big a difference? Probably not. There was something different about Him. That something is that He...is...God!
One day He's arrested, beaten, mocked, and crucified. Then He's dead, wrapped up tight in burial cloths and embalming spices. Then He's walking around, popping up all over the place, even cooking breakfast for Peter!
All these things really happened. It takes more faith to NOT believe it than it does to accept it. I'm so glad the God of Moses and Abraham, that fiery presence on Sinai, decided to become flesh and bone and live among HIS very own creation. And that same God, Jesus, willingly gave Himself as a sacrifice, so that I could one day, nearly 2000 years later, go to Heaven to live with Him and worship Him for all time. Even had I been the only one to believe, He still would have done it.
Hallelujah, what a Saviour...indeed.
If you read this and you've never met my Jesus, I recommend Him. He's the best.
Adam
I've had people ask me why it's called "good" Friday if something terrible happened that day?
Well, my response is this: if Jesus had stayed dead, then yes, it was a bad day. But in actuality, it was one of the best days of all time.
It's "good" because of the sacrifice. In the Old Testament, God required a blood sacrifice to atone the people of their sins. The sacrifice itself didn't forgive the sin, God forgave the sins as a response to the people's willing sacrifice, as it's through the sacrifices that they admitted to God their wrongdoings.
Well, fast-forward to the New Testament and we see God becoming a man. Totally God, totally man. He did this to show us how to live and also so that He could relate to the struggles we have as imperfect people. He ofcourse, was perfect even still!
Jesus, who IS God in flesh, sacrificed Himself on that "good" friday, to atone for all sins for all time. The perfect blood sacrifice. He did it for everyone.
Now, Jesus was dead. The Romans knew how to execute people. They were quite good at it. So, no doubt he was dead. They wrapped him in burial linens...w/ pounds of spices and oils, that basically formed a glue-like sealing as they wrapped him in it. Houdini wouldn't have broken free from this one!
A couple days later, w/ Roman guards (not just a couple, but an entire group!) protecting the tomb from grave robbers, something amazing happened. The stone in front of the tomb went flying off the entrance...Jesus wasn't there any more...his burial clothes still in the shape of his body, but no body!
He didn't walk out. He didnt' break out. The disciples didn't take the body (had the Roman guard allowed that to happen, ALL of them would have been executed, per Roman customs). Almost immediately, the cover up began from the pharisees, sadducees, and Roman soldiers who "were like dead men" when all this happened in front of them...so the story was "the disciples stole the body". The beauty of it is, they never hunted down the disciples to arrest them for it...the Roman guards weren't executed...and best of all, the never produced a body...
Jesus started appearing to a few folks here and there, and then to up to 500 at a time. He who was dead was now alive! Not a ghost, but flesh and bone.
After a while, He ascended into Heaven. I can imagine the scene THAT day.
Anyway, it's Easter weekend. The events that unfolded almost 2000 years ago changed history forever. As much as they try to not say "B.C." any more, face it, Jesus' entry on the scene changed time and how we keep time! haha...If Jesus was simply a good teacher and good guy, would it had made that big a difference? Probably not. There was something different about Him. That something is that He...is...God!
One day He's arrested, beaten, mocked, and crucified. Then He's dead, wrapped up tight in burial cloths and embalming spices. Then He's walking around, popping up all over the place, even cooking breakfast for Peter!
All these things really happened. It takes more faith to NOT believe it than it does to accept it. I'm so glad the God of Moses and Abraham, that fiery presence on Sinai, decided to become flesh and bone and live among HIS very own creation. And that same God, Jesus, willingly gave Himself as a sacrifice, so that I could one day, nearly 2000 years later, go to Heaven to live with Him and worship Him for all time. Even had I been the only one to believe, He still would have done it.
Hallelujah, what a Saviour...indeed.
If you read this and you've never met my Jesus, I recommend Him. He's the best.
Adam
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
The Things I Watch and Think About When I'm Not Feeling Well
I've been somewhat quarantined in my bedroom since tuesday afternoon, trying to avoid catching a nasty virus. I felt terrible this morning, but thankfully to this point in the day, I feel better. Not much food in me cos I can never tell if I'm getting hungry or not when I feel icky.
Anyhoo, onward to the subject matter...when I'm in bed pretty much all day, I watch movies on cable. It's really the only time I watch more than an hour or so of tv at one time. So today's movies were "Paper Heart" and "The Proposal". Both in the "romantic comedy" genre.
I must admit a guilty pleasure of mine...no, not ABBA...there's no shame in that. I'm talking about my genuine appreciation of a good romantic comedy. There, I said it.
"Paper Heart" is a quirky flick, shot in a documentary style. Some of it is real, most is scripted, but they intertwine it so well that you catch yourself thinking "oh, that was scripted". It's about a girl who doesn't believe in love, so she sets out across the country to get views on love from randon people and couples. It's actually kinda sweet in parts, funny in others, but someone in an interview said something that stuck in my head...more on that later...
"The Proposal"...thought it was pretty good. Didn't like the ending. Regardless, thought it was a well-done, predictable movie. Let's face it. We like predictable movies like this. Not so much if we're watching a horror or suspense flick, but movies like this NEED to be predictable...we feed off of this stuff. We want to see the people come together, have conflict, then have some perfect get-back-together/i love you and always have moment.
Why? Because that's what we all want in our own lives. It kick-starts our imaginations and hopes that yes,some day, I too will lose my organ-doner,zoo-working wife in a car crash, then later be set up on a blind date at an Irish-Italian restaurant where I have a chance meeting w/ a feisty waitress. We will then fall in love, there will be a montage of special moments, and I will find out that she was actually the recipient of a heart transplant...the very heart my wife donated! Sadly, she'll freak out and go to Italy, and just when you think it's done, I decide to accept her grandpa's ticket and go after her, where I will surprise her on a bicycle w/ a nun riding on the handlebars.My heart beats for her!!! (10 points for what movie that is)
So anyway, back to the statement from "Paper Heart". When asked about romantic love, someone mentions that lots of people get into marriages too hastily. That they don't like being w/ each other, and that was the mistake. You can love someone on some levels and not really like being around them much. It's about the LIKE....we're all happiest when we spend time w/someone we LIKE to be around, so why do we not make that a priority when seeking "the one"?
So yeah, I've been thinking about that all day. I think it's absolutely true...now the challenge is finding someone who LIKES being around me!
I should probably watch more action movies.
Adam
Anyhoo, onward to the subject matter...when I'm in bed pretty much all day, I watch movies on cable. It's really the only time I watch more than an hour or so of tv at one time. So today's movies were "Paper Heart" and "The Proposal". Both in the "romantic comedy" genre.
I must admit a guilty pleasure of mine...no, not ABBA...there's no shame in that. I'm talking about my genuine appreciation of a good romantic comedy. There, I said it.
"Paper Heart" is a quirky flick, shot in a documentary style. Some of it is real, most is scripted, but they intertwine it so well that you catch yourself thinking "oh, that was scripted". It's about a girl who doesn't believe in love, so she sets out across the country to get views on love from randon people and couples. It's actually kinda sweet in parts, funny in others, but someone in an interview said something that stuck in my head...more on that later...
"The Proposal"...thought it was pretty good. Didn't like the ending. Regardless, thought it was a well-done, predictable movie. Let's face it. We like predictable movies like this. Not so much if we're watching a horror or suspense flick, but movies like this NEED to be predictable...we feed off of this stuff. We want to see the people come together, have conflict, then have some perfect get-back-together/i love you and always have moment.
Why? Because that's what we all want in our own lives. It kick-starts our imaginations and hopes that yes,some day, I too will lose my organ-doner,zoo-working wife in a car crash, then later be set up on a blind date at an Irish-Italian restaurant where I have a chance meeting w/ a feisty waitress. We will then fall in love, there will be a montage of special moments, and I will find out that she was actually the recipient of a heart transplant...the very heart my wife donated! Sadly, she'll freak out and go to Italy, and just when you think it's done, I decide to accept her grandpa's ticket and go after her, where I will surprise her on a bicycle w/ a nun riding on the handlebars.My heart beats for her!!! (10 points for what movie that is)
So anyway, back to the statement from "Paper Heart". When asked about romantic love, someone mentions that lots of people get into marriages too hastily. That they don't like being w/ each other, and that was the mistake. You can love someone on some levels and not really like being around them much. It's about the LIKE....we're all happiest when we spend time w/someone we LIKE to be around, so why do we not make that a priority when seeking "the one"?
So yeah, I've been thinking about that all day. I think it's absolutely true...now the challenge is finding someone who LIKES being around me!
I should probably watch more action movies.
Adam
Monday, March 29, 2010
Musings About Some Muses
First off, all I can say about the band Muse is: yes, yes, and yes.
I came on board the Muse bandwagon late, but I'm all up on it. I started buying up all their music, but I got to see them open for U2 last year....holy crap. I don't know that there's a better live band anywhere, and all I got was an 8-song sample. Now, U2 put on a perfect show, and the experience of their show was the best ever...but dang...Muse...if you ever get the chance, even if you don't like them much or aren't familiar w/ them, GO see them!
Now, enough gushing. Do your duty as a citizen of earth and go by their cds.
There's something about the song "Uprising" that really gets me going."They will not force us. They will stop degrading us. They will not control us. We will be victorious." But if you hear nothing else by them, there's a 3-part "symphony" at the end of their latest cd. The last part leaves me shaking my head. Finally, someone successfully combined classical music w/ rock!
I suggest starting out w/ "Absolution" though. From start to finish, it melts your face. Even the slower stuff.
So, right now, Muse is my musical muse...this blog brought to you by the letter "M".
As far as my real-life muse? Well, I'm still trying to find one. I think she's hiding. Or maybe she's right in front of me. Or maybe she's the one I keep seeing peeking out of the bushes. I'd love to have a real-life muse.
You can send your applications, resumes, and/or suggestions directly to me.
Plug in baby!
Adam
I came on board the Muse bandwagon late, but I'm all up on it. I started buying up all their music, but I got to see them open for U2 last year....holy crap. I don't know that there's a better live band anywhere, and all I got was an 8-song sample. Now, U2 put on a perfect show, and the experience of their show was the best ever...but dang...Muse...if you ever get the chance, even if you don't like them much or aren't familiar w/ them, GO see them!
Now, enough gushing. Do your duty as a citizen of earth and go by their cds.
There's something about the song "Uprising" that really gets me going."They will not force us. They will stop degrading us. They will not control us. We will be victorious." But if you hear nothing else by them, there's a 3-part "symphony" at the end of their latest cd. The last part leaves me shaking my head. Finally, someone successfully combined classical music w/ rock!
I suggest starting out w/ "Absolution" though. From start to finish, it melts your face. Even the slower stuff.
So, right now, Muse is my musical muse...this blog brought to you by the letter "M".
As far as my real-life muse? Well, I'm still trying to find one. I think she's hiding. Or maybe she's right in front of me. Or maybe she's the one I keep seeing peeking out of the bushes. I'd love to have a real-life muse.
You can send your applications, resumes, and/or suggestions directly to me.
Plug in baby!
Adam
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Whoever Stole Aerosmith Needs To Return Them
I saw a FB status update today with a line from Aerosmith's "Rag Doll", and it got me to thinking: what the crap happened to Aerosmith?!?!
I mean really. One minute they're the biggest band in the world, the next they're, well, I don't know what happened to them. They disappeared. I've checked underneath the bed, between the cushions, behind the shed...no Aerosmith.
I've checked the TV. No Dancing w/ the Stars appearances, or Aerosmith night on American Idol. It's because of the latter that I fear not only have they disappeared, but the minds of the American public are slowly having all Aerosmith-related memories erased by some MKULTRA-type government cover-up.
I want my Aerosmith back. I want "Rag Doll", "What It Takes", "Crazy/Amazing/Cryin'". Heck, I'll even accept "Nine Lives" and "Jaded".
We need you Aerosmith. We need you to get "Back In the Saddle" again, ride back into the spotlight, and kick our faces in with your rock. I want to feel the excited confusion of the part in your live show where you sing "Janie's Got A Gun", making me wonder if I should be rocking out to hard to a song about an incestuous rape victim.
Aerosmith, please come back. We'll even let you play some of your "blues" record you put out just before you vanished. Just come back. And if you could, bring Alicia Silverstone and Liv Tyler back with you. I know, I know. I ask for too much now.
One last request, Aerosmith...no new songs. I just want my old Aerosmith back.
Adam
I mean really. One minute they're the biggest band in the world, the next they're, well, I don't know what happened to them. They disappeared. I've checked underneath the bed, between the cushions, behind the shed...no Aerosmith.
I've checked the TV. No Dancing w/ the Stars appearances, or Aerosmith night on American Idol. It's because of the latter that I fear not only have they disappeared, but the minds of the American public are slowly having all Aerosmith-related memories erased by some MKULTRA-type government cover-up.
I want my Aerosmith back. I want "Rag Doll", "What It Takes", "Crazy/Amazing/Cryin'". Heck, I'll even accept "Nine Lives" and "Jaded".
We need you Aerosmith. We need you to get "Back In the Saddle" again, ride back into the spotlight, and kick our faces in with your rock. I want to feel the excited confusion of the part in your live show where you sing "Janie's Got A Gun", making me wonder if I should be rocking out to hard to a song about an incestuous rape victim.
Aerosmith, please come back. We'll even let you play some of your "blues" record you put out just before you vanished. Just come back. And if you could, bring Alicia Silverstone and Liv Tyler back with you. I know, I know. I ask for too much now.
One last request, Aerosmith...no new songs. I just want my old Aerosmith back.
Adam
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Music: Why I'm Going To Be Deaf One Day
When I was little kid, my brother(s) would play music on a record player in the back bedroom. It had a built-in 8-track player, and different colored lights that would flash on the beats. Kinda disco. But there were no disco records. Oh no. It was KISS, Cheap Trick, Foreigner, more KISS...and occasionally, even some KISS. I would literally fall asleep on the floor in front of it.
By the time middle school rolled around, we had graduated from records to the wonder of cassettes. Oh yeah. The rattle of the tape! The Walkman! So, the headphones would go on, and the volume would go up. LOUD.
By high school, we were on a full-fledge cd revolution. The stereos started getting bigger. Fancier. Louder.
My first rock concert was the summer before high school, 1990. You guessed it: KISS. Then the day after freshman year it was off to Carowinds Paladium to see Poison. Then the next year, Van Halen. Then Aerosmith. Then I recall noticing that my ears never stopped ringing.
So, my love/obsession with music all my life has led to some tinnitus(sp?). Ear plugs are the norm for me if I go to a show. I preach ear protection to our teenagers. I didn't take care of my ears growing up, and because of this, someday I'll be wearing hearing aids. I should've listened to Dad years ago:"if you don't turn that down you're gonna go deaf!".
I would have listened, but I was probably too busy being inspired by Cinderella.
Adam
By the time middle school rolled around, we had graduated from records to the wonder of cassettes. Oh yeah. The rattle of the tape! The Walkman! So, the headphones would go on, and the volume would go up. LOUD.
By high school, we were on a full-fledge cd revolution. The stereos started getting bigger. Fancier. Louder.
My first rock concert was the summer before high school, 1990. You guessed it: KISS. Then the day after freshman year it was off to Carowinds Paladium to see Poison. Then the next year, Van Halen. Then Aerosmith. Then I recall noticing that my ears never stopped ringing.
So, my love/obsession with music all my life has led to some tinnitus(sp?). Ear plugs are the norm for me if I go to a show. I preach ear protection to our teenagers. I didn't take care of my ears growing up, and because of this, someday I'll be wearing hearing aids. I should've listened to Dad years ago:"if you don't turn that down you're gonna go deaf!".
I would have listened, but I was probably too busy being inspired by Cinderella.
Adam
Monday, March 22, 2010
Getting started
I've been told many a time over the years that I need to find a hobby. I've dabbled in tons of things, and nothing's ever really held my interest for long. So, I'm giving blogging another shot. I tend to think it's rather self-absorbed to blog about yourself, thinking all the world is interested in what you think.
Then along came Facebook. Apparently, people ARE interested in knowing that I had a ham sandwich for lunch, or that I hate traffic, or that I can't wait for the weekend. Then you have the people who "like" everything. It's encouraging to know that someone "likes" that my brother is visiting, or that I love my friends. It feels so good to be surrounded by so much like.
My favorites? The trolls. You know the type. They only comment on your status if they don't like your opinion, or if something you say steps on their toes, as if you were targetting them personally. Amazing that they'd think that, considering you haven't spoken to them since 5th grade!
By the way, I think Facebook is the best.
Adam
Then along came Facebook. Apparently, people ARE interested in knowing that I had a ham sandwich for lunch, or that I hate traffic, or that I can't wait for the weekend. Then you have the people who "like" everything. It's encouraging to know that someone "likes" that my brother is visiting, or that I love my friends. It feels so good to be surrounded by so much like.
My favorites? The trolls. You know the type. They only comment on your status if they don't like your opinion, or if something you say steps on their toes, as if you were targetting them personally. Amazing that they'd think that, considering you haven't spoken to them since 5th grade!
By the way, I think Facebook is the best.
Adam
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