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Facebook is a Time Machine

05/25/2011 12:50 pm ET

I've been on Facebook for about a year. Like everyone else I know, I joined up because someone sent me an email asking me to do so. For a long time, I had just a few "FB Friends", and I rarely logged in. I mean, what was there to DO on Facebook other than BE on Facebook. I didn't understand the concept any better than I understood Friendster, when that used to exist (wait, does it still exist? who even knows?).

Then one day, the right combination of circumstances aligned for me to start to explore Facebook: I was bored, and I had a computer in front of me. I decided to look up people I had worked with at my last job as an attorney. My search yielded two, and I noticed that one of them, J, was quite active on Facebook. He was "Buying Rounds of Beers" for his friends and "Throwing Hillary Clinton" at them and taking polls on "Which Sex and the City Guy are You?", and I knew it because it was all there on his NewsFeed. Whatever you do on Facebook, it's all there in the NewsFeed. And I was fascinated.

I decided to send J a "French Martini", my then-favorite cocktail. Then I added to my list of FB Friends a FB Friend or two of his who I happened to know. This led to a brief resurgence of contact with old friends and colleagues from my career as a lawyer. And then it got boring again.

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