Saturday, January 16, 2010

Letting Facebook Do the Work

After some debate, I have decided to join Facebook, the online social gathering place that allows you to be connected with people. I’ve been hesitant for a while. I can barely talk to people I know. By joining Facebook, I’d be dealing with people, adding bad typing and emoticons. But a coworker talked about how wonderful it is, keeping in touch with people. She said I could be in control of whom I would associate with, which is a very polite way of saying “ignore people.”

If I wanted to find old classmates, I’d go to a high school or college reunion. Lost friends and family members were probably lost for a reason. I thought about it for a little bit and have come to the conclusion that this could work for me. I figure that instead of using Facebook to find old classmates, friends and lost family member, I’ll use it to my advantage. The reason I have joined is very simple.

I want to meet Lynda Carter.

I know what you are thinking. STALKER! But I’m not. Think of this as a grand experiment in the computer age. We are going to test the myth (urban legend? lie?) that each individual is six people away from knowing a famous person on earth, six degrees of separation.

I challenge you, Facebook. Introduce me to Lynda Carter, but there are rules.

1. It has to be Lynda Carter that starred in the Wonder Woman TV series that ran on ABC and CBS from April, 1976 to September, 1979. I am certain there are a lot of women named Lynda Carter that are wonderful people and have wonderfully amusing stories full of Wonder Woman jokes that they love to tell. I don’t care. Tell them to someone else.

2. I don’t need to be contacted by the “official Lynda Carter Fan Club.” Any dupe can do that. I need face-to-face contact.

3. If you think I can be stopped by a restraining/cease and desist order. You’re right. I can be. I’ll go as far as this will go, but I’m not going to cannonball into the crazy pool. I do have a reputation to protect, for whatever reason.

You have your assignment, so get to work, Facebook! Go make a guy with time on his hands happy in 2010!

1 comment:

  1. Dude, you are hilarious! I love Wonder Woman. I wanted to be her when I grew up. Heck, I am grown up now and I still want to be her, or at least have her figure. I remember my father gawking everytime he walked through the family room when Wonder Woman was on....he would stare open mouthed, big eyed, on the verge of drooling over that woman. Men, so easily controlled by big boobs. Otherwise, good luck meeting Ms. Carter, can't wait to hear THAT story! LOL