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| Royal Enfield Continental GT 650 with side-mounted instruments. This is a photo I couldn't see on FaceBook Monday. |
Where were you when FaceBook crashed Monday? I bet you remember.
I was trying to post photos of an interesting Royal Enfield on my RoyalEnfields.com FaceBook page. I wanted to check to see if my post had made it. When I couldn't reach FaceBook I first thought "what have I done wrong?"
I bet you felt the same way. It was as disconcerting as the lights suddenly going out.
Readers of this blog might have noticed the "RoyalEnfields on FaceBook" gadget below, with links to my latest observations and discoveries. I post random Royal Enfield tidbits I think you might find interesting or amusing. (The gadget isn't seen on my mobile site, just on my blog as viewed online.)
The photos I was trying to post Monday showed a Royal Enfield Continental GT 650 modified to put the instruments below and to the side. An interesting look, I thought, for the Royal Enfield cafe racer.
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| An interesting look for the Royal Enfield Continental GT 650. |
I love sharing these things with Royal Enfield enthusiasts around the world, but I don't really love FaceBook. Sometimes it's frustrating.
So I was amused Tuesday to read news coverage of the Great FaceBook Outage that revealed that not even everyone employed at FaceBook was concerned about it. One article said some FaceBook employees felt like it was a "Snow Day."
A free day off, in other words.
How did you feel? For me, there was an unfamiliar feeling of freedom. The time I might otherwise have spent on FaceBook was suddenly mine to live any way I wanted.
Unfortunately, what I wanted to do was to waste time exploring Twitter for funny cracks about FaceBook's problems! It must have been a great day for Twitter.
Unless there is a world wide calamity, I doubt we will go back to a time before sucking up silly information from the Internet all day long felt as necessary to life as breathing air.
But it's good to take a break from time to time.
Today would be a nice day to ride my Royal Enfield instead of scrolling.
I signed up for Facebook pretty soon after it became more than just a thing restricted to colleges--maybe 15 or so years ago(?), essentially for work just to be able to access others' historical and genealogical research stuff they'd plopped there and needed help with. Yet I never much enjoyed or took much part in it. I think I put a few photos of my kids up. I doubt I've logged in five times in the past decade. Again, usually merely to look at others' screeds without the nag screens. It's not that I don't trust it (though I don't). It's just that the whole thing somehow doesn't trip my trigger, and I'm pretty sure none of those "friends" would ever help me move or even pick me up at the airport anyhow.
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