I am a compulsive collector. I feel a certain sense of dread whenever I encounter a new collectible card game, or a new set of those little mystery box trading figures–I know there is a danger that I will be drawn in to a massive expenditure of much needed cash. Social networking is the same way: I sign on, and start collecting friends past and present like they’re Hummel figurines (no, I do not collect Hummel figurines). It’s the sweet and wonderful intersection of platonic love and obsessive-compulsive disorder.
That said, I often find Facebook entirely baffling. Maybe it’s because I’m nearly thirty (please don’t tell anyone), but America’s favorite networking site is so full of plug-ins and widgets that I often end up banging on the keyboard, trying to figure out how to post my simple, old-fashioned cat pictures. Then I turn around and suddenly ten people want me to be a vampire, sixteen people are throwing zombies at me, a Certain Lady has sent me a puppy dog, and my werewolf has been bitten by a ninja! It is overwhelming.
HOWEVER!
The point of all this is: I set up a Facebook group for anyone who’d like to join, so you can keep tabs on things, meet other fans, trade your favorite pulp adventure links and resources, write on various “walls”, play “Scrabble”, poke your neighbors,or do whatever else it is you kids do on “the Facebook”. Here it is: Friends of Kitty Hawk! Sign up, enjoy, and get the hell off my lawn!
-V.
P.S. I’m just kidding–you are all perfectly welcome on my lawn.
P.P.S. Man, this was just gonna be a little brief note, but I got all tangented, and now it’s two AM. Oh, oh, time management!