My friend Chad is one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet which presents a stark contrast whenever we're together, so it's probably fortunate for me that we've never been together.
Anyway, I started beefing up my Google homepage which isn't actually my homepage, it's more of a vacation homepage, and one of the modules I added was Facebook because I was prodded into opening a Facebook account by another friend who shall remain nameless because Facebook hasn't done a thing for me except expose me to stand, Kathryn, and a former girlfriend who apparently still hates me – decades later. Meanwhile, Stan doesn't return my messages and I had to drop Kathryn because she doesn't hate Obama, and because she writes stupid stuff that only housewives want to read – actually a subset of housewives, those who were adopted… presumably as children.
So Chad said something about something yesterday, and I felt compelled to jump in. Does it really matter what? As you'll see, not to me!
OK, OK, Chad said something about Facebook changing his password against his will and then sending him a new one that he apparently found offensive… the ingrate.
Ted: Your Facebook email is maybe their way of offering you a preview of Bobocare!?
Chad: Don't get me started on politics, Ted. I'm having a good day:)
Ted: Really? What's that like?
Chad: In my never to be humble opinion, it's always a better day when you don't talk about politics. Unfortunately, I've had to temporarily come out of retirement to rant and rave about such things. Basically, I'm gearing up for the midterm elections. After that, I'm going back into my cave to hibernate for a few more months.
Ted: I'd like to say something constructive here, but as you know, that's not my style. So happy hibernating?
Ted: Oh, I have something that might cheer you. I just heard on the local news that it's bee season here, so we have to be alert and aware. You know, because bees have the right of way.
And what you don't know until this very moment is that I misspelled "hibernating" in my original message to Chad… because I'm so used to cybernating….