Damn Facebook Games

Last week I started playing Ravenwood Fair on Facebook.  It was weird for me because I'd already played Cafe World, started a small farm on Farmville, and dug for treasure on Treasure Isle.  I even did the whole Mafia Wars and Hotel City thing...but that was a looong time ago.  And I had figured out pretty early on that logging onto those games and going "click-click-click" and asking for energy packs was a complete waste of my time - and boring...just sayin'.

So why the renewed interest in a completely moronic game? (By moronic I mean unthinking and unchallenging - not that people who play the games are morons - because then I would be calling myself a moron...) 

It was because by playing Ravenwood Fair I was feeling successful.  It was something I could *actually* do.  I could "click-click-click" and chop down a bunch of trees.  I could wack a Domovio, collect tree sap, construct food carts, and build games for my fair visitors.  I watched my 'fun meter' rise and got an increase in visitors.  And maybe...eventually...if I worked hard enough at my fair...there would be a wedding!  (Unless I was away from my fair too long, then my fair would be over grown with Dark Roots and I'd have to spend most of my valuable energy digging them out.)

Every where else in my life where I was feeling unsucsessful was being numbed by this damn Facebook game.  I quit today.  I let it go.  Ravenswood Fair ended up like all the other Facebook games I've played - on the blocked list. 

I guess I'll spend those few extra moments being a more successful me and doing something productive like working on my new blog layout, cooking, or playing Rock Band. 

*Oh, when I said "ended up like all the other Facebook games I've played - on the block list", that didn't include Scrabble.  If you want to play Facebook Scrabble with me, I'm all game!

Dress Up

My step-daughter, The Artist, had a friend over last night.  At fifteen years old, they played dress up and had a photo shoot of themselves - which will more then likely end up on Facebook.  I walked into the bathroom sometime during the evening and this is what I found:

 

It brought me back to a birthday party of mine long, long, really long ago.  I had a few friends over and we dressed up as punk rockers.  We had wild clothes, heavy make-up, and even temporary, crazy, colors for our hair.  My friends and I even went out in public across the street to the grocery store after we were all made up.

Which makes me think: Nature vs. Nurture?

~The MFP

Down and Out

Facebook.  It's been down today.  At least it's been down for me and I'm hoping it's down for everyone else too.  You see I keep checking it and finding a blank page.  I start asking myself:

Has Facebook been hacked?  Am I the only one not getting on?  Am I missing the announcement of some awesome party?  Have all of my friends been on-line laughing at jokes and statuses while I keep refreshing the same blank page over and over again?  I was going to send an email today to a long lost friend, but didn't get her email address off my Facebook inbox.  What if she thinks I'm ignoring her?  I have pictures to post...damn it!  Why am I not able to *at least* get to Bejeweled Blitz!?  WHERE ARE MY FRIENDS?!?!

Please, someone....text me and tell me it's down for you too.  Maybe I'll just tell Facebook I don't need them and get active on Twitter...again.  Then again, maybe not.

****Update****

I guess it's just *my* Facebook that isn't working.  So, here's a list of things I would have liked to have seen or made comments about today:

You sold your house? Awesome!  I just knew the right buyers would come along!  I totally thought of 'fancy dress shopping' when you posted about going prom dress shopping!  I'm sorry you're having a rough week.  Hang in there love, it'll be okay.  How've the tips been?  I hope you're enjoying the sunshine and warmth! (This I would have posted twice, actually three times.)  How's the kid?  You should post a sign in your house: "___ days accident free!"  Thinking of you and all you've been going through.  OMG! It was so awesome to see you today!  How's the pup?  I'm in *need* of a Mehndi Moment (in more ways then one)!  That's right, I beat your freaking score jilly!!!  How are those chickadees?  Get any sleep lately?  I'm falling in love with your blog...(This I would have posted twice.)  Miss you.  How's your dissertation?  Reike anyone?  Date night, eh?  Hope it comes with a Happy Ending...LOL  Nice job on the running. Can't wait to be running too.  Hope to see you tomorrow at the PH!  [Poking: Noelle, Andrea, Amber, Kathryn]  Probably would have also posted a few: <3 :) and a ;)  hopefully no :( 

Headbands and High School

I have a friend who posted this on Facebook awhile back:

"Would you wear this? I'm going through a major headband stage. Too gaudy?"
(Headband)

Her Facebook friends then chimed in: It would have to be with the *right* outfit. I don't know if you can pull it off. and one even said, "Somehow I cannot see you in this headband." (even I posted, "I don't think I could get away with it.")

It got me thinking. Why on earth could I not get away with wearing this headband? I have black and red hair for Pete's sake! And why does my friend think she should ask others if she could do it? Of cousre she could wear it and she's look damn good in it too!

I think it's because as we grow up we are "given" our role in life. I felt that my role was the girl who just never quite fit in. I didn't feel like a total loser, but some how I just wasn't really well liked either. I never felt like I could just be myself and I don't even think I ever knew who I was. But, after thirty-some years I'm beginning to figure it all out.

Some parts of myself have been easy for me to figure out. For example, I like my hair better when it is longer then when it is shorter. I like to do funky things with my hair. I like to write. I like to cook. I love music and playing RockBand. I like art. I think I may even be a bit artistic. I also know that my perfect day would include making as many people smile on that day as humanly possible.

So my question to you is: What makes you tick? Have you found the person you really are or are you still searching? I'm still searching, but I think I have a fabby head start!

Dear Bejeweled Blitz;

I know I've only been with you for a few months and while I find your "minute man" mentality severely addicting you must know that I am struggling to stay in love with you. You see I have a very competitive nature and I yearn to be victorious and at the top of the leader board of all my friends. I have always felt that if I had just a little more then one damn minute I could win that weekly tournament *at least* once. Maybe with more then one minute of action I could eventually claim that coveted number one spot!

So I must tell you that I've been seeing someone else. He's a lot like you. He looks similar to you but with slightly different coloring and yeah, the sounds are a bit off. BUT...his game lasts longer then a minute, you know what I mean? It's long enough to keep me interested but not so long I end up with carpel tunnel. I can really get into the game and what do you know....I'm now a top scorer :)

Don't worry my Dear Bejeweled Blitz I'll be back, because there's nothing like a quickie in the middle of the afternoon...

Tiaras and Tutus~
The MFP

An Ode to Facebook

ah Facebook....I love you Facebook. You have given me such a great tool to communicate with friends and even make a few new ones. Every day feels like the best party ever. You never know what is going to happen, or who will say what, but I am guaranteed a lol, a giggle, a *snort*, and usually a few lmao, rofl, and some pixie dust! But sometimes life is not a party and sometimes one of us needs a hug or a virtual cookie...and even when I can't be there to comfort a friend face to face, hug to hug, I know that I can always send a little love <3, or a Mafia Wars Energy pack.

:::Captian Obvious arrives on the scene::: Well, MFP, it's all about participation. If your friends didn't post and comment on every one's statuses then Facebook would be a boring place in cyberspace and you would spend even more time playing Bejeweled Blitz then mentally or physically healthy. :::Captain Obvious leaves:::

Thanks Captain Obvious....and thanks to Facebook and my all Facebook friends...Party On!

(special thanks to the Lil' Sissy for letting me borrow Captain Obvious...)

Lost and Found

Have you ever lost a friend? Not because of something cruel or any sort of wrong-doing, but just because you let them slip away? I have. I've lost several. I miss them all and think of them often. I wonder what they are up to, if they are enjoying life. I wonder if they are struggling and needing a shoulder to cry on. I wonder if they remember me, as I remember them.

Thanks to Facebook, I have been blessed to find several of my lost friends. This weekend I was even able to reclaim one of them person. We got to swap old memories, dance, sing, and celebrate each other. It has made me incredibly happy to have found this friend and I am determined to never lose her again...I love you Christine Martenson-Wiorek, thank you for being my friend.