Monday, September 20, 2010

Who needs a high school reunion any way?


I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. Why do we want to have high school reunions? You have to dress up and try and ham up everything you have done since you got out of the death trap of school. We do it for many reasons, most of all because we want to be like "Hey you, look at me, I was fat and am now not as fat, have a successful wife beating husband and 2 kids. Oh and a really awesome blog that like 15 people read, and the high score on sorority life sorority life(a random facebook game)" Wow America, really? This all aside, yet still in our minds, lets look at facebook. You can have tons of "friends", show off your 3,000,000 pics that only you care about, post a status and hope you get a comment, and hell you can even raise a farm. Facebook has lots of other great tools, like it tells everyone when your with someone, what the color of your eye means, when you change your sexual preference, and even your political and religious views. Your most likely wondering where I am going with all of this. Well, Facebook in my mind is a good reason to not have a high school reunion at all. You can make a little group for people from your school that graduated the year you did, and ask your "friends" to join and or like your page. Then have them up load pics of themselves and life things since high school, and each post a brief "note" about what then have been doing since they jumped off the wagon. This all being online you can make yourself a better person easier, by using photo shop and believable lies. I think this is a great idea. You could even have the grope administrator determine whose in the men and woman's life's has been the best and make them the proverbial king and queen of the reunion. Hell you could even make it "facebook official". You may all think I am crazy but I am cool with that. I need to chug some more cough syrup. So I will leave you now to think on my crazy ideas of the day.

As always I Marty Love you... No not you... You, and have a day. Good, bad ugly, I really don't care.

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