It took a few years, but my high school and college friends have recently discovered Facebook. How do I know? Because pictures of me that belong in a dusty shoebox hidden underneath old sweaters in peoples' closets are suddenly starting to resurface. No, not the cute college pictures. The other ones. The ones that reveal my questionable choice of attire, before I discovered skin care salons or Russian eyebrow waxers.
I don't think Facebook should allow any pictures online that were scanned from prints. It's BS. It also makes me wonder if I have any friends. Do these "friends" harbor resentment toward me? Did I offend them back in the day? Is this their revenge?
I'm going to do some soul-searching now.
Also, I taped an interview with National Lampoon Radio yesterday that will air next Thursday on Sirius. Or is it XM? I think I embarrass myself. It's all a blur now. But if you have satellite radio, and want to hear me put my foot in my mouth and insult a lot of nice people, check it out.
