Hey, my last post was all warm and fuzzy, so it’s time to return to something mean spirited. Facebook photos really do suck. I realize that I can control what content I see or do not see, but some things have a way of sneaking through. Like this cell phone picture of a guy I have not seen since high school (30 years) with his shirt off at some random backyard party. Thanks for “status update” Larry. Or my 5 times removed ex-girlfriend’s poodle. “Lisa, did we really go out?”
I guess I just hate boring and totally random photos clogging up my pristine pages. My own brother God love him, posted a photo of his fancy new pool and yard, but it was of such poor quality (like 3 dpi) that it looked like a dry lake in a motel parking lot
Yes, at this rate I will have no facebook friends left, even my family will abandon me. Maybe it’s cell phones I detest, or maybe I don’t see the need to chronicle every image and then share it with the planet. “here I am eating pizza, yummy.” Thanks Fred, see you in the next life. Call me a jerk, but I think every photo no matter how insignificant says something about the person who took it, and the person or places captured. If you take my picture make me look good, ’cause that’s how I’d like to remembered. And if you feel the need to photograph a (mundane) moment then think about whether or not the rest of us need to see it. At least make the effort to hold your phone steady so that margarita is in focus.