Sort of. As many of you know, Earnestine and I have been feverishly creating new sources of contacts. I sat down a few nights ago and started developing my own Facebook (another one of those made up words) page. Now if it were a Book of Faces page I would understand, but, I digress.
Anyway, I was once again in a realm that didn’t make a great deal of sense to me but I plowed ahead. I added some personal data, searched for some folks that I knew and sent out some invitations to prospective “friends.” Then, I decided to see if Bill Clinton had a facebook page – he did, I think, sort of.
I would advise you to avoid going out to check what I’m saying here unless you are very good with Facebook. You, too, might end up like me. I just wanted to take a look at his page. I couldn’t find a place to invite him to be a friend but there was something about being a Bill Clinton Supporter.
If you know me, you already know that I am a supporter of President Clinton. I didn’t want to sign up, though, so I just went back to my page. Well, I don’t know what I did but my Facebook page now clearly said I was a Bill Clinton Supporter. I tried to remove it. I don’t think you can (right Hillary?). I tried something else (I don’t really know what) and all at once my page no longer had any pictures. It still doesn’t.
So, President Clinton, I am a supporter of yours but I sure wish you hadn’t screwed up my Facebook page. By the way, Hillary was robbed!