Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Internet Age is Awesome!

I would like to extend my most grateful thanks to BlackBerry (BB) for taking the pictures from the gay, uh, underwear show at Krave on Friday and posting them to Facebook. There is nothing my husband and sister in law love more than seeing me peering down into some dude's panties holding a bunch dollar bills. Thanks, BB. You're a pal!

Sigh.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

So wait, your device posted them to Facebook without your knowledge, thus embarrassing you in front of the world?!

Oh, and I never got a Facebook friendvitation, I feel so slighted!

Nora said...

No, Hot Carl, BB had his camera and I was all mugging for the camera, hamming it up, FORGETTING that they were sure to make my illustrious pages. I took all but one down.somewhere along the line, my purse was lost/stolen I am never bringing a purse out with me again.

And why don't you come find me on facebook? I will friend you with a quickness, fool!

Anonymous said...

Oh so in this instance, Blackberry is a person and not a sentient mechanical android hell bent on taking embarrassing photos of people and subsequently posting them on the internets. I could have sworn that is how Michael Phelps was taken down.

There are like a million Noras on Facebook. I would need a robot with a crazy amount of processing and fire power to filter through that many names. Or I can just give you the link to mine.

http://www.facebook.com/people/Mike-Davis/1100422030

Slippy said...

And everyone wonders why I hide in the background. Muahhhhhhh...

Anonymous said...

I love the Internet Age...well if we were walking around with torches, and scribes doing stuff. I'd be out of a job.

Nora said...

I love it too, but I forgot how easily a night of debauchery can be published for the world to see.

Anonymous said...

Why Viking's debauched, Romans Debauched, So shall I damn it. God given right to debauche, My pursuit of happiness leads down the road of excessive food and drink. I am not ashamed of my excesses in life, I celebrate them. For what is life but a celebration....my celebration just ends up on youtube instead of a piece of pottery like in roman times.

Nora said...

Very interesting point, Rivs. I feel better now!