Tonight we dove into the reality of social networking. Little did I know when decided to write a novel that I'd have to come out of the cave and network.
E-mail was wonderful until I reached 200 spams a day. I really don't need Viagra, a mortgage, Russian girlfriend, or money from that Nigerian Prince.
Now I'm "faced". Today that means being on Facebook. In my day it meant something entirely different. But I really don't want to know that someone I'm barely familiar with is now friends with a total dork I don't know and don't want to know.
Now I'm going to ping the world with this. WOW!
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Dr. Jake Matthews, a Navy OB/GYN discovers women on The Island are dying from abnormal pregnancies after exposure to strange blue globules he found on a local reef. This is also my site for musing, writing about my world, and explorations. This is also the site for my various ruminations on life, religion, politics, spam, and the human condition.
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