Sunday, May 30, 2010
I deleted my Facebook account a couple of weeks ago. I probably should have mentioned that before, I suppose, but I've been kinda busy.
As timesucks go, for me Facebook was by far the most useless. I never really "got" it (and believe me, I tried).
Like a lot of people, I was concerned with the labyrinthine counter-intuitive privacy settings, but that wasn't the thing that made me delete my account.
And I was fed up of the endless stream of invites to events in different fucking timezones that I was never going to go to, and the frivolous "Which mould spore are you?" quizzes, and the invites to "friend" people I met once at a bus stop in 1987. But none of those things were the spur I needed to delete my account.
No, the decisive push which made me finally press the "Sayonara Bye Bye" button was Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg referring to his user base as "dumb fucks". That statement needs no further editorialising from me does it? No, I didn't think so.
So, that's one crusty barnacle I've managed to scrape from my online presence, and I have no regrets whatsoever.
I am, of course, still babbling uncontrollably over on Twitter. See you there, muchachos!
Posted by AKA at Sunday, May 30, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The ranks of the AKA Army have grown by one.
My son was born at 2.07am this morning. He weighed 7 pounds and 14 ounces. At least, I think he did. Does. I'm a little bit addled from sleep-deprivation. I've only had two hours sleep since I woke up at 6am on Tuesday morning. I should probably do something about that...
Also: Longest. Labour. Ever.
I'd like to take this opportunity to publicly thank him for waiting until after the Lost finale before arriving. Thanks, son! I'll never forget this.
He doesn't have a name yet...we're still working on it. I'll add it to the ToDo list.
Mother and baby are doing well. Mrs. AKA was a goddamn warrior and impressed the shit out of me. Gritted teeth never looked so sexy. My daughter is adapting to a new little brother. She seems to enjoy singing to him. He seems to enjoy listening to her sing. This is gonna work out just fine.
That's enough for now. My duvet, it calls to me.
(Above picture is an artist's respresentation only. Not actual baby).
Posted by AKA at Wednesday, May 26, 2010