Many wonder what the value is to FaceBooking. I’m one of them. But after getting hounded enough by friends to get jiggy with it, I reluctantly jumped in. (Reminds me how this Outhouse thing got started.) Some call this mode of communication “re-connecting,” as if something meaningful or human is actually happening. But I still loath the telephone, so I’m not persuaded that Facebooking is anything close to being human. I think it’s just vaporous fun. How else to explain a bit of inward glee when I see that I have more Facebook messages in my Inbox?
This was no exception. Becky was a good friend of mine in high school. She kept threatening to find and upload a picture of us when we won a Halloween costume contest. She finally got around to it. I honestly cannot recall that get-up or anything about that evening. But Becky reminded me that the contest was at northern-lower Michigan’s hottest under-age 80s dance club called “The Beat.” I think it’s a City Hall now. Halloween and dancing, legalists beware (boo!). Granted, secularism reduces Christmas to consumerism. But one of the advantages of a secularized culture gutting cult of its import is that Halloween really isn’t invoking demonic forces, it’s just a fright party. I still do Halloween. But I have never danced in my life because, as Jerry Seinfeld said, dancing is stupid.
The second picture displays the fortunes of our victories. Becky being the off-beat Cyndi Lauper type took a gift certificate to a place called “Irreverence” and got herself that purple thing she’s wearing. I being not so Cyndi Lauper-ish took the gift certificate to the more staid and sophisticated “Hamiltons” and got that sweater. Sweaters were cool then so shut up. Bill Cosby wore lots of them.
This concludes my shot at Facebook-y self-indulgence and vaporous fun. Though I realize this blast from the past means more to me than any Outhouse reader, I hope you at least kind of liked it. And thanks, Becky, for reminding me that I can’t say that I’ve never won anything in my life as I am wont to do.